Down in the fisherman's garden
We used to play hide and seek
I can still hear my voice counting to ten by the tree
You were the boy with the fast feet
Always the last to be found
I was the girl who could run without making a sound
And though it was long ago
It seems I still look for you
Though it's so long ago
I'm still searching
The lingering feeling of magic
That always surrounded us there
And then a fragrance of violets and rain in the air
The sound of your steps in the gravel
Smoke from the fisherman's pipe
These are the memories that keep me awake in the night
And though it was long ago
It seems I still look for you
Though it's so long ago
I'm still searching
Last night I found myself sitting in the attic
Going through the pockets of my old clothes
I found a piece of bark from the fisherman's tree
And thought of you and me
And though it was long ago
It seems I still look for you
Though it's so long ago
I'm still searching...
