Mike Oldfield (celým jménem Michael Gordon Oldfield) se narodil 15. května 1953 ve městě Reading v hrabství Berkshire v Anglii. Jeho otec Raymond Henry Oldfield byl uznávaným doktorem, matka Maureen Bernadine Oldfield, rozená Liston, pocházela z...

Píseň: Minutes

Interpret:
Mike Oldfield
Album:
Man On The Rocks
Minutes seem like hours 
And hours they seem like days
When the ones you want are missing
And they've gone their separate ways
Walking in a sunny garden empty like the moon
And birds that once could fly so high
Now sings a different tune


Walking in the park
The leaves are turning now it's fall
The time has come for leaving 
in their eyes that says it all
Pictures on the mantle
Tell the tales of better times
Moments from a long long time ago
When things were fine


One fine day
When the wild birds return
We'll look back and say
What a lesson in life I learned


So light a broad wick candle
In the window make it bright
You need to find your way home 
in the dark deepest night
And if you're lost and homeless
On a lonely city night
Just follow back that winding road
That leads you to the light


One fine day
When the wild birds return
We'll look back and say
What a lesson in life I learned


Minutes seem like hours 
And hours they seem like days
When the ones you want are missing
And they've gone their separate ways
Walking in a sunny garden empty like the moon
And birds that once could fly so high
Now sings a different tune


One fine day
When the wild birds return
We'll look back and say
What a lesson in life I learned


One fine day
When the wild birds return
We'll look back and say
What a lesson in life I learned


One fine day
When the wild birds return
We'll look back and say
What a lesson in life I learned