I draw my name in the sand
And I'll teach you to brand
Your letters the same
Oh, how the time seems to waste
Tender words, interlaced
With bitter regret
Just a turn of the page
Gentle sparks grow to flames
Of summer sun, I burn
I know you'll be a while
All I can do is smile
And wait for the seasons to turn
Slumber all, seed of spring
You must never know a thing
My feather watched you learn
Would swing cycles apart
As the days slip away
They will each take a leaf of my heart
Though we clung hand-in-hand
Our due parting so far from a star
I'll wait for you dear through the heat of July
Falling leaves of September, and cold winter winds
With a sigh, pass me by (pass me by)
I'll wait for you here over 200 nights
By the light of the moon, while the riverbed
Whispers in white little lies (little lies)
I'll wait for you dear through the heat of July
Falling leaves of September, and cold winter winds
With a sigh, pass me by (pass me by)
I'll wait for you here over 200 nights
By the light of the moon, while the riverbed
Whispers in-
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