who knows where the time goes

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?



A few things I have been thinking about lately:
*It takes 28 days to kick a habit. I think this is day 20.
*Friends are such an incredible resource.
*Forgiveness is one of the most selfless acts that humans can do for each other.
-thank you for forgiving me.
*It has been the latest, longest and most beautiful fall in Indiana to date.
* bLEEDING HEARTLAND ROLLER GIRLS--SIGN ME UP!