Serenade to Sarah

Sarah is the same
When the wind blows
And the leaves shrink and die
And the trees bend and cry, when the wind blows
And I love her

Sarah is the same
When the sun shines, and the silver moth ceases to fly
As the hand dusts its wings, and it dies
And I love her

Sarah is the same
When the moon shines, through the backyard of the city
Through the clothes, on the line, and the rusty can shine
And I love her

Sarah is the same
When the whistle blows, so the people know
To stop doing their things
And the whistle blows, so the people know
To form little rings
To eat their lunch

Sarah is the same
When the wind blows and the leaves shrink and die
And the trees bend and cry, when the wind blows
And I love her