Where The Time Goes

I think he wanted me to count the ways when HD asked why I love him. I said, "There is only one answer." To his quizical look, I replied, "Because I do." Then I told him I would do a blog post for him.

"Across the evening 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
For 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
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then
The birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows where the time goes?
And who knows where the time goes?

(Who Knows Where The Time Goes, written by Sandy Denny, British Folk Rock Singer-Songwriter. 1947-1978)