The trees they grow high,. The leaves they do grow green. Many is the time my true love I've seen. Many an hour I have watched him all alone. He's young,.
(WB Yeats). . Come away, human child. to the water. Come away, human child. to the water and the wild. With a faery, hand in hand. for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
The trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green. Many is the time my true love I've seen. Many an hour I have watched him all alone. He's young, but he's daily growing.
Never left at all, you were there before. Never let it go, now I need some more. But you did confuse me, you get it on, get it on. If I had to use me I'd be there in the song.