Текст (слова) песни: The Barclay James Harvest - The Poet
Here I sit watching the day out No-one beside me who may doubt All of the words that I could chose to say So listen, believe, or be gone from this day I need a friend to walk with me And sit in the shade of an old tree To think nothing much, just agree with my thoughts To say nothing much, never tell what I ought Watching the people pass by now They just don`t know why or know how They don`t seem to care about all that I`ve seen They just walk on by never knowing I`ve been Sitting up here where I`m wind blown Only to ask and to be shown Things that would make you believe what I say I`ll tell you myself and I`ll show you some day
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