I know it's been so long
You can't recall the song.
But I know you and so I know
The stream that flowed will flow.
The leaves that hide the trail
Are only sleepy sails
And I know you and so I know
The wind that blew will blow.
On and on and on and on...
'Cause Longing for the clouds
A cracked field is ploughed.
And I know that, after all,
The rains that fell will fall.