there's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
and when she gets there she knows
if the stores are all closed
with a word she can get what she came for.
and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
there's a sign on the wall
but she wants to be sure,
'cause you know, sometimes words have two meanings.
in a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
sometimes, all of our thoughts are misgiven.
ooooh... and it makes me wonder.
there's a feeling i get when i look to the west
and my spirit is crying for leaving.
in my thoughts i have seen rings of smoke through the
trees
and the voices of those who standing looking.
and it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
then the piper will lead us to reason.
and, a new day will dawn for those who stand long
and the forests will echo with laughter.
and it makes me wonder.
if there's a bustle in your hedgerow
don't be alarmed now.
it's just a spring clean for the may-queen.
yes, there are two paths you can go by,
but in the long run,
there's still time to change the road you're on.
and it makes me wonder.
your head is humming and it won't go
in case you don't know.
the piper's calling you to join him
dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
and did you know,
your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
(gitar solosu var burada)
and as we wind on down the road
our shadows taller than our soul.
there walks a lady we all know
who shines white light and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold.
and if you listend very hard
the tune will come to you at last
when all are one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll
and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
