Testo 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