(Sandy Denny)
Love, oh, don't we know
How can the river flow
Without you
Warming like the sand
Upon the land
How can we doubt you?
Dark to me the night
And dim the morning light tomorrow
How can we not see
The simple melody of sorrow?
Oh, to be with you
Oh, to see them through
Those days when we think you are gone
They are so lonesome and so long
What shall we do?
Parting comes to soon
My weary tune
Has lost its pleasure
Waiting for the time
This lonely wine
Has lost its treasure
Dark to me the night
And dim the morning light tomorrow
How could I not see
The simple melody of sorrow?
Oh, to be with you
Oh, to see them through
These days when I think you are gone
They are so lonesome and so long
What shall we do?
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