There s a stone
for the things forgotten.
Just a stone
for all you wanted.
Look, a stone for what will not be:
All you thought was there.
Count the stones don t think about him.
Let the stones become your mountain.
Let them go the nights you doubted:
All those thousand cares
Softly now thread
Through the towns and the dark.
Softly be led
By the clouds and the stars.
When the distances grow,
When the winds start to blow,
Something whispers from afar:
There s a home in the heart
Another heaven
There s a time
for everything,
There s a song
for every dream
(There s a song)
There s a stone
for every action,
For the things
you won t look back on.
Look, a stone
for all that will be:
All that still is me.
Softly now thread
Through the sounds of the dark.
Softly be led
By the clouds and the stars.
When the distances grow,
When the winds start to blow,
Something whispers from afar:
There s a home
in the heart
Another heaven
There s a time
for everything,
There s a song
for every dream.
There s a world
that s yet to be