Who Knows Where The Time Goes?
Renée Fleming & Brad Mehldau
Across the purple sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
Who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here; I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
Who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I'm not alone while my love is near me
And I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and the birds in spring again
I do not fear the time
Who knows how my love grows?
Who knows where the time goes?
