Witness Trees Songtext
von Henry Jamison

To be alone for a time, for a long time
On a road between contentments
Witness trees in a line, in a long line
Witness my resentments
Every petty little thought of mine

Where do you go, my darling?
When you do not sing
Where do you go?
And you′ve been told
The streaks of gold
In your hair mean nothing
Oh no, not so


To be afraid for a time, for a long time
There's no angel watching
I see a sign in the breeze
In the wind, in the trees
In the skies over Austin

Where do you go, my darling?
When you do not sing
Where do you go?
And you′ve been told
The streaks of gold
In your hair mean nothing
Oh no, not so

Where do you go, my darling?
When you do not sing
Where do you go?
And you've been told
The streaks of gold
In your hair mean nothing
Oh no, not so