I know the birds are flying high
I know the streams are cold
But I will fall down my knees
When I hear winter call
The time comes for all of us
The time comes for all
To see the morning light again
On the horizon fall
I watch the river drift on by
I watch the trees grow old
But I will fall down on my knees
When I hear winter call
The time comes for all of us
The time comes for all
To see the morning light again
On the horizon fall
I lay me down in medows green
I lay me down to sleep
But I will rise up again
When I hear winter weep
The time comes for all of us
The time comes for all
To see the morning light again
On the horizon fall
