The blue sky grows dark now;
You`re gone, you`re gone.
The good times have gone with you;
You`re gone.
No use in me wishing; you`re far, far away,
Far away, away, gone from me.
Our love knew two summers,
But now you`re gone.
The days pass to winter;
You`re gone.
Yet often I`ve wished that time would stand still,
Time would stand still, still; you`re gone from me.
Two summers, two winters,
And the time between;
Yes, those were the good years,
The years of gold and green.
Two summers, two winters,
And the time between;
Yes, those were the good years,
The years of gold and green.
The warm winds grow cold now;
You`re gone, you`re gone.
My love couldn`t hold you;
You`re gone.
You were wild as the wind and born to be free,
Born to be free, free,
And gone from me.
And gone from me.