EAcross the morning skyA2 all the birds are leEavingA2 BEut how can they knA2ow it's time for them to gEo? A2 BeF#mfore the winter's fG#mire,A I will still be drG#meamin'A I have no thought of tEime
CHORUS:
For wBho knows where the timAe goes?
WhEo knows where the tAime gF#moes?
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Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah and yet they know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time ...
CHORUS
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
CHORUS #2:
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
