The Golden Bough

Only see you in the summertime When the weather's fine You disappear when the cold wind blows Creep inside my mind Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize There's no one waiting for The wish we made by our window Never left my side Saw you walk across the lonely tracks Far beyond my eye Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize There's no one waiting for Wrote about you from The Golden Bough To the mountainside I watched you running with the buttercups In a field of lies Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize There's no one waiting for