On a friend
Under a youthful sky
I did listen fast
To inhale the words
That I might learn
How that garden grow
When we grow old
Into the morning
And again
I did see those seagull's flying
And again
Their mystery would compel me
But you
You had heard their song before
I could only wish for you to teach me
Now it comes
Going our separate ways
Those wistful days
Left wanting
In years we meet
Bringing our story to close
Those friends we had chosen
Still waiting
Into the Morning
And again
I did see those seagull's flying
And again
Your mystery would compel me
But you
You had heard their song before
I could only wish for you to teach me
I could only wish for you