Brian's Song

If the hands of time
 Were hands that I could hold
 I'd keep them warm and in my hands
 They'd not turn cold
 Hand in hand we choose
 The moment that should last
 The lovely moment
 That should have no future and no past
 The summer from the top of the swing
 The comfort in the sound of a lullaby
 The innocence of leaves in the spring
 But most of all the moment when love first touch me
 All the happy days
 Would never learn to fly
 Until the hands of time
 Would choose to wave goodbye
 ♪
 The summer from the top of the swing
 The comfort in the sound of a lullaby
 The innocence of leaves in the spring
 But most of all the moment when love first touched me
 All the happy days
 Would never learn to fly
 Until the hands of time
 Would choose to wave goodbye