St. Cloud

Five o'clock and the days have grown shorter
 Sunday night and the blues settle in
 We take a walk with your arm round my shoulder
 Down to the garden once built for a king
 We have traveled so far
 We have traveled so fast
 Running full speed ahead
 Holding on to the past
 We had nothing but time
 And little to do
 Back in the days
 Of St. Cloud
 We could feel the days getting longer
 Smelling the roses with nowhere to be
 Unaware that our ties would grow stronger
 Free in the park of the doomed queen Marie
 We have traveled so far
 We have traveled so fast
 Running full speed ahead
 Holding on to the past
 We had nothing but time
 And little to do
 Back in the days
 Of St. Cloud
 All that we needed was there in the garden
 All that we needed was there
 All that we needed was there by the fountain
 All that we needed was there
 We have traveled so far
 We have traveled so fast
 Running full speed ahead
 Holding on to the past
 We had nothing but time
 And little to do
 Back in the days
 Of St. Cloud
 All that we needed was there in the garden
 All that we needed was there
 All that we needed was there by the fountain
 All that we needed was there
 All that we needed was there by the flowers