I'm waiting, I wait, for the steps on the path, I'm waiting but steps never come The sun's burning still, And the plans that we made Have slowly faded away So long, good-bye, to that crazy moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well. The whole years slowly passed, where the high grass has grown By the lake where we used to play The ravine's grown so high, round the shaded brick well. In the field where we used to play So long, good-bye, to that crazy moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.
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