It is such a beatiful song and tune, but it has left me feeling lonely.
So this is a proposal to anyone who will sing this to me.
Who knows where the time goes
Across the evening sky
all the birds are leaving.
But how could they know
that it’s time for them to go?
Before the winter fire
I will still be dreaming,
I have no thought of time,
for who knows where the time goes?
and who knows where the time goes?
Sad deserted shores,
your fickle friends are leaving,
but how can they know
when 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,
for who knows where the time goes?
and who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone
while my love is near.
I know it will be so,
till it’s time for me to go.
So come the storms of winter
and bring the birds in spring again.
I have no fear of time,
for who knows how my love grows?
and who knows where the time goes?
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