I'm waiting, I wait, for the steps on the path,

I'm waiting but steps never come

The sun's burning still,

And the plans that we made

Have slowly faded away

So long, good-bye, to that crazy moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.

The whole years slowly passed, where the high grass has grown

By the lake where we used to play

The ravine's grown so high, round the shaded brick well.

In the field where we used to play

So long, good-bye, to that crazy moaning sky and I'll cast my heart down the well.