Hudební video
Hudební video
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod McKuen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod McKuen
Composer
Texty
Here on the far side of time
We're near the end of the line
Our days have grown withered and small
Like the ivy that clings to the wall
Off on the long road to home
We're meant to go it alone
Still there are times we recall
The ivy that clings to the wall
We hurriedly ran from the safety of schoolyards
In search of a better, more beautiful world
One day we turned in the road to find
Our new world was all in our mind
Some other season, perhaps
Pretty girls sat on our laps
But seasons can change after all
Like the ivy that clings to the wall
One day we turned in the road to find
Our new worlds were all in our mind
Some other season, perhaps
Pretty girls sat on our laps
But seasons can change after all
Like the ivy that clings to the wall
The ivy that clings to the wall
Written by: Rod McKuen
