(Anderson/Howe/White)
Realising a form out of stone
Set hands moving

Roan shaped his heart
Thru his working hands
Work to mould his passion into clay

Like the sun

In his room, his lady

She would dance and sing so completely
So be still, he now cries
I have time, oh let clay transform thee so


In the deep cold of night
Winter calls, he cries, don't deny me

For his lady, deep her illness
Time has caught her
And will for all reasons take her


In the still light of dawn, she dies
Helpless hands soul revealing


Like leaves we touch, we learn
We once knew the story

As Winter calls he will starve
All but to see the stone be life


Now Roan no more tears
Set to work his strength
So transformed him

Realising a form out of stone, his work
So absorbed him
Could she hear him

Could she see him
All aglow was his room dazed in this light
He would touch her

He would hold her
Laughing as they danced
Highest colours touching others


Did her eyes at the turn of the century
Tell me plainly

When we meet, how we'll love, oh let life so transform me

Like leaves we touched, we danced

We once knew the story
As autumn called and we both
Remembered all those many years ago

I'm sure we know

Was the sign with a touch

As I kiss your fingers
We walk hands in the sun
Memories when we're young

Love lingers so.

Was it sun thru the haze

That made all your looks
As warm as moonlight
As a pearl deep your eyes

Tears have flown away
All the same light


Did her eyes at the turn of the century
Tell me plainly
When we meet how we'll look

As we smile time will leave me clearly

Like leaves we touch, we see

We will know the story
As Autumn calls we'll both remember
All those many years ago