What happened to the music
To the songs that we found in the hills
That we found in the hills
What happened to the melodies
To the score from the island bliss
That island bliss
Now that you're gone
I will lay my head down
Now that you're gone
I will put my body under the ground
What happened to the beauty
To the images that we saw in the woods
To the flowers in the fields
And the glimpse of winter snow
That winter sun
Now that we're gone
That will lay there heads down
And hope that someday
