E A2 E A2
Across the morning sky all the birds are leaving
E A2 E A2
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
F#m Asm A Asm A
Before the winter's fire, I will still be dreamin'
E
I have no thought of time
B A
R: For who knows where the time goes?
E A F#m
Who knows where the time goes?
A E E A2 E A2
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah and yet they know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time ...
R:
And I am not alone, while my love is near
And I know it will be so until it's time to go
So count the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
R: For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
