Jason Webley - Spring And Fall lyrics

rate me

Margaret, are you grievin'

Ova Golden grove un-leavin'?

Leaves, like the things of man, you

With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?

Ah! as the heart grows older

It will come to such sights colder

By & by, nor spare a sigh

Though worlds of wan wood leaf meal lie

& yet you will weep & know why

Now no matter, child, the name

Sorrow's springs are the same

Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed

What heart heard of, ghost guessed

It is the blight man was born for

It is Margaret ya mourn for