Brian's Song Lyrics

If the hand of time

Were hand that I could hold

I'd keep them warm.



And in my hand

They 'd not turn cold.



Hand in hand

We'd choose

The moments that should last.



Timeless moments

That have no future

And no past.



The summer

From the top of a swing

The comfort

In the sound of a laughter.



The innocense

Of leaves in spring

But most of all

The moment when love touched me.



All the happy days

We've never learned to fly

Until the hands of time

Would choose thewave goodbye.