The winter comes
The winter goes
All things must pass along, my love
My love
The spring arrives
And you're long gone
If I had the strength, I'd be right along with you, my love
Memories of far away
Get washed out with the rain
And I while away my dayswith this tired old refrain
Memories of far away
Their colours running in the rain
And I spend my hours and days
Singing my tired old refrain