Be still my heart you've got your father's eyes Heavy with wonder, it's a good disguise It's a good disguise Tell me that widow has turned into glass in the snow How cold is that winter that passes us by so slow How many bridges do you burn In your heart when it feels right When it feels right I crossed that river to babylon They told me those days had all come and gone Remember the suns are all burnin red Now flicker like a flashlight or a flame in the wind Tell me those wolves have all scattered and run off from here How lonely is loving without any sense of the fear That waning white widow hangs loosely like smoke in my headlights When it feels right It was somebody's birthday, I slept on the beach I was humbled by the vastness and the distance I could see I guess when I'm older I will understand The passing of time is just a slight of hand