Rising sun

Leaves are falling down

On the stones of this old town

I can hear the shadows move

But there is nothing left to prove (mmmmm)

And we paved the paths we walked upon

Underneath the rising sun

Now the tower stands so still

On the crest of memory's hill

Time is washing clean

Every place we've ever been

But the blueprint in the dust Is a map that we can

trust (ohhh)

And we paved the paths we walked upon

Underneath the rising sun

Now the tower stands so still

On the crest of memory's hill