Текст песни The Barclay James Harvest - The Poet
The Barclay James Harvest - The Poet слова песни
Here I sit watching the day outNo-one beside me who may doubtAll of the words that I could chose to saySo listen, believe, or be gone from this dayI need a friend to walk with meAnd sit in the shade of an old treeTo think nothing much, just agree with my thoughtsTo say nothing much, never tell what I ought Watching the people pass by nowThey just don`t know why or know howThey don`t seem to care about all that I`ve seenThey just walk on by never knowing I`ve beenSitting up here where I`m wind blownOnly to ask and to be shownThings that would make you believe what I sayI`ll tell you myself and I`ll show you some day