I've travelled far And I've stayed in one place I've spoken to the night And I've kept silent for days The changing of colours The imposing of age I've spoken to the night And I've kept silent for days When summer becomes fall It happens to us all So many reasons And in so many ways I've spoken to the night And I've kept silent for days Going round I'm going round in my head Going round in my head Is just how much I'll miss it when I'm dead