Ghost at the gate,   Why don't we go   Over the lay of the land?   Memories fade,   But I can feel them   Wade through the sun   And the shade.      Who owns the hills and lakes   When they're just a thought,   Remains of the day?   See how the landscape changed   Till it's gone, it's lost;   Surely you know the way.      Glossy and glazed,   Summer's sweet hold   Carries us far and away.   Lost in a haze,   Green and golden   Out in the fields   Where we played.      Who owns the hills and lakes   When they're just a thought,   Remains of the day?   See how the landscape changed   Till it's gone, it's lost;   Surely you know the way.      Can't go home again;   I close my eyes and   Follow the path   To the place.   Keeping it safe,   I can be there   Lost in a world   Time erased.      Who owns the hills and lakes   When they're just a thought,   Remains of the day?   See how the landscape changed   Till it's gone, it's lost;   Surely you know the way.