Richard Hawley (wading Through) The Waters Of My Time
Don't look for me in fields of clover; I won't be
there, I won't get older
I must wait here, holed up in my time
Don't search for me in fields of green; I'm not there,
I won't be seen
I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Don't look for me in lands of gold; I won't be there, I
won't get old
I'll hover like a frozen bird in time
Don't reach for me; the stars are cold, my race is run,
my stories told
I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Don't search for me in lands of gold; I won't be there
I can't get old
Don't hope for me, the stars have died, I've slipped
into the past
'Cause I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Yes I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Don't search for me in lands of gold; I won't be there,
I can't get old
Don't hope for me; the stars have died, I've slipped
into the past
'Cause I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Yes I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
Mmmmmmmmmmm
Yes I'm wadin' through the waters of my time
