Besedila: Nanci Griffith. Who Knows Where The Time Goes.

{One, two, three}

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
How can they know it's time for them to go?

Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming

I have no thought of time
Who knows, where the time goes
Oh, who knows where the time goes

Sad deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know, it's time for them to go

I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving

I have no thought of time
Who knows where the time goes
Oh, who knows where the time goes

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

So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again

I have no fear of time
Who knows how my love grows
And who knows where the time goes