Come by me, my love Sit with me for a while Tell me everything if you like So I can hear the voice of John Alan Fifty years ago, Brother died Words of love left behind Quiet questioning, no reply You reach for me and try And I can see mountains off in the distance I can see love from here to there Was he gentle too? Was he kind? Quick to laugh? Maybe shy? Do you wonder now, was he right? You were all alone at night Could you cry? Could you see a thing? Could I hold you now? ♪ When you reach for me and try I can see mountains off in the distance I can see love from here to there Come by me, my love, it's all right Tell me everything on your mind Cause I love your voice I still hear his voice And I want to hear your sweet voice, and John Alan Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh