Across the evening sky, all the birds are leavingnBut how can they know it's time for them to go?nBefore the winter fire, I will still be dreamingnI have no thought of timenFor who knows where the time goes?nWho knows where the time goes?nSad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leavingnAh, but then you know it's time for them to gonBut I will still be here, I have no thought of leavingnI do not count the timenFor who knows where the time goes?nWho knows where the time goes?nAnd I am not alone while my love is near menI know it will be so until it's time to gonSo come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring againnI have no fear of timenFor who knows how my love grows?nAnd who knows where the time goes?