Seven long years have gone by
Scattered in the wind
Fortunes made and squandered
Odd has become growing day

Seven long years have now passed
Neither glimpse nor word
All the dew that vanished
Though the case lay undisturbed

Seven long years have I spent
Trying to forget
But no man can vanish
Heaven he has sought and met

Though the trails and the tears
Still I cannot learn
Ever hopeless dreaming
Perhaps someday you will return




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