Last Purple Sky — Lake of Tears

I like to watch things grow and to take things slow I like to take them in with the starlight and the moon on a cold night Oh I'd like to see them stay

Like those days when we must walk this world alone As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold

I like to watch them go to where they are gone I like to take them on to take them all and to make them small

Oh I'd like to see them stay

Like those days when we must walk this world alone As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold

And the world grows like those days When we must walk this world alone As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold