Sting - Dienda Lyrics
How like the fallTo be gone in a dayJust as the leaves had turned goldI was drawn to the soundThat the wind carried downFrom an open window paneAnd oh, how like a songOr a sad melodyTo linger long after the endAnd the harmony ringsWith the promise of springOn a Brooklyn streetHow like the fall to be gone in a dayJust as the trees had turned goldI was drawn to this soundThat some fingers had foundBut now the winter seems to stay too longHow like a songOr a sad melodyTo linger long after it's goneThough the window is closedAnd the questions it posedOn a Brooklyn streetHow like the springTo return in a dayWhen everything seems to be newBut here's someone who's hopingThe window is openOn that Brooklyn street againAnd oh, how like a songOr a sweet melodyTo linger long after it's goneLet the harmony ringWith the promise of springOn a Brooklyn street
