| [00:04.59] | I was coming home in the dead of night |
| [00:09.98] | In a cruel October storm |
| [00:16.83] | When an old grey man came into sight |
| [00:22.30] | His jacket sodden and torn |
| [00:28.93] | The mist was tangled in his hand |
| [00:33.23] | As I asked where is your home |
| [00:37.65] | He spoke as if I was not there |
| [00:41.98] | And his voice was cold as stone |
| [00:47.67] | Cold as stone |
| [00:53.20] | T'was in that far-off land of mine |
| [00:58.21] | Dear land I'll never see |
| [01:02.98] | The grey church like a ghost stood up |
| [01:07.78] | And the sundial spoke to me |
| [01:12.56] | The grey church like a ghost stood up |
| [01:16.61] | And the sundial spoke to me |
| [01:21.24] | It spoke into this soul of mine |
| [01:25.62] | This day this day is thine |
| [01:31.16] | This day is thine |
| [01:36.64] | The bright-eyed baby Bunsen flowers |
| [01:41.49] | Showered sweetness on the spring |
| [01:46.54] | And in the dark green shade I heard |
| [01:51.32] | Singers of the deep wood sing |
| [01:56.15] | And in the dark green shade I heard |
| [02:00.17] | Singers of the deep wood sing |
| [02:05.06] | And that old sundial had it's say |
| [02:09.23] | This day no other day |
| [02:14.62] | No other day |
| [02:36.73] | No other day |
| [02:42.04] | The players of the playtime pass |
| [02:46.99] | How swift the seasons turn |
| [02:51.74] | For what we strive and most may love |
| [02:56.69] | Still never yet may earn |
| [03:01.47] | For what we strive and most may love |
| [03:05.80] | Still never yet may earn |
| [03:10.06] | The old sundial it still speaks on |
| [03:14.59] | This day is nearly gone |
| [03:20.48] | Nearly gone |
| [03:42.28] | Nearly gone |
| [03:47.80] | The kisses and the fallen dreams |
| [03:52.57] | Hearts that could not hold their pain |
| [03:57.05] | Seem holier in the mist of years |
| [04:02.34] | That old sundial speaks again |
| [04:07.07] | The tears get lost in the mist of years |
| [04:11.21] | And the sundial speaks again |
| [04:15.52] | Stern teacher of this heart of mine |
| [04:20.13] | This day so lost is thine |
| [04:25.55] | This day is thine |
| [04:31.04] | My heart is lost in the mist of years |
| [04:35.47] | It cannot hold it's pain |
| [04:39.43] | That sundial speaks in this soul of mine |
| [04:44.04] | This day what's lost is gone |
| [04:49.55] | The day is gone |