The West wind comes walking, and I can hear people talking
And upon the east my eyes are set, searching for the sunset
Dark have been my thoughts of late, if only time would wait
Till I grieve, grieve and grieve till tears are no more, no more
Beyond the bar, they say the grass is greener there, and far
Oh get away from me loneliness, get away from me holiness
Wherein the earth trembles, for my light darkness resembles
The wing of trees continue to blow, as sorrows begin to glow
Beyond the longest sleep, I will find more life inside the deep
A spread of ocean from the other side, I lay awaiting the tide.
