The day that you disappeared
I knew you would reappear
There was nothing much but rustling leaves
But come spring, I could hear you call: "Here I am"
The way that you reappeared
As the sun fell upon the fields
I knew the place in which I had lived
Had meant no wandering around
Here I am
I knew you would reappear
There was nothing much but rustling leaves
But come spring, I could hear you call: "Here I am"
The way that you reappeared
As the sun fell upon the fields
I knew the place in which I had lived
Had meant no wandering around
Here I am
( Black Oak )
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