I won’t go to watch the sunset
I did that once before
I won’t visit the hundred-acre wood
Nor find out the latest score
I will write, I will sleep
I will sleep, I will be
I will read, I will write
I will shape up as if to keep
I did sleep, I did wake
I did dream, I did wake
I did sleep, I did wake
I did dream, it was no mistake
The light is here early
The light is here strong
I don’t know what the dreams mean
Yet they were clear, they did belong
I did write of the young man
Alone on the train
I did write of his young love
Together again, still the same
