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