Here Comes the Waiting for the Sun

Her mind is a beautiful flower
It's heartache she makes out of you
The seconds I'll follow to hours
Her secrets she's telling to you
A prison for you to escape from
A fortress one can not defend
A mountain no one can climb down from
A story, and it never ends
Keep climbing my way
Yeah it never ends
Ah . . .
We're right at the place where we started
When minds are for floating downstream
Defenders of our generation
The keepers of God's garden dream
Whatever that means
Hold on to your dream
Ah . . .