I walk through the heather
Underneath the sky
The leaves have never looked as good
As now they`re going to die
But I know why
I smile in the heather
Where we used to stroll
The dew on the cobwebs
Shines like gold
But I don`t care
If it shines all year
`Cause you`re not there and
I don`t care and
You`re not there
