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Thursday, January 20, 2011

TIME





Who knows where the time goes?

Across the morning sky all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter's fire
I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad desterted shore, you fickle friends are leaving
Ah and yet they know it is time for them to go

But I will still be here
I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone while my love is near
And I know it will be so until it's time to go

So count the storms of winter
And then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows where the time goes?