Love, oh don't we know
How can the river flow without you.
Warm, like the sand upon the land.
How can we doubt you?

Dark to me the night and dim
The morning light tomorrow.
How can we not see
The simple melody of sorrow?

Oh, to be with you, oh, to see them through
Those days when we think you are gone,
They are so lonesome, and so long.
What shall we do?

Parting comes to soon,
My weary tune has lost its pleasure.
Waiting for the time, this lonely wine
Has lost its treasure.

Dark to me the night
And dim the morning light tomorrow.
How can we not see 
The simple melody of sorrow?

Oh, to be with you, oh, to see them through
These days when we think you are gone,
They are so lonesome, and so long.
What shall I do?

[Sandy Denny]


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