I'm looking back from the other side
I feel like a stranger in this green crystal palace of mine
Other faces live inside the picture now, though it's still the same
All at once everything and nothing has changed
Here I am now, peering through the mirror of the passing years
And here I am now, a stranger in my home
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the beams
Goodbye to the stone
Goodbye to the dreams
The beauty of innocence, unhindered and free
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the trees
The same salt-sea smell, the same wind in my hair
And if I close my eyes, it's like I'm still there
Memories come flooding back to me, and now I can see
That maybe the one that has changed is me
Here I am now, peering through the mirror of the passing years
And here I am now, a stranger in my home
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the beams
Goodbye to the stone
Goodbye to the dreams
The beauty of innocence, unhindered and free
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the trees
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the beams
Goodbye to the stone
Goodbye to the dreams
The beauty of innocence, unhindered and free
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the trees
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the beams
Goodbye to the stone
Goodbye to the dreams
Goodbye to the hideaway
Goodbye to the leaves
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the trees
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the beams
Goodbye to the stone
Goodbye to the dreams
Goodbye to the hideaway
Goodbye to the leaves
Goodbye to the birdhouse
Goodbye to the trees