Shimmering distances.
The daily swinging up.
I'm listening to many birds.
How will I ever,
how will I ever get there?
How will I ever get there now?
How will I ever get there now?
It's something hard to explain,
and certainly I will not get it right.
But I'm looking out for you now.
And probably you are just on the way,
and getting through the streets of town
takes a long time.
Oh~Oh~Oh~
Street-wide and city-wide
runs the longing for home.
It is disguised as many things.
Gulfs widen, and the great water
comes into my room.
How will I ever see you now?
How will I ever see you now?
It's something hard to explain,
and certainly I will not get it right.
But I'm looking out for you now.
And probably you are just on the way,
and getting through the streets of town
takes a long time.
Oh~Oh~Oh~