The Well

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 is 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