I walked across an empty land, I knew the pathway like the back of my hand. I felt the earth beneath my feet, Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
I came across a fallen tree, I felt the branches of it looking at me. Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So if you have a minute why don't we go, Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything. So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,