Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it’s time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I shall still be dreaming
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Oh, but then you know it’s time for them to go
But I shall still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
And I know it shall be so until it’s time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I do not fear the time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
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