["Come to the window,
sweet is the night air..."
- Matthew Arnold, "Dover Beach"]

Morning fields moving slow
Cold bright river always flow
Church bell all the way from town
Sun will tell you if you listen to

Hold on the yourself
For awhile
Love the world
Enough to smile
Friends will come and friends will go
But I'll always be here

Grownup fast eyes of a child
Shine like a candle all the while
Ask the sky what it's trying to say
Don't mind the rest, they won't hear anyway

Hold me in your heart
For awhile
Love the world
Enough to smile
Friends will come and friends will go
But I'll always be here

When the trees are bare on the sky
I won't have to tell you not to cry
Season come and seasons go
I'll always be here