Drawing water from the well,
spilling over on the grass.
Walking home my heart is filled with pain.
You go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love.

As I wander through the trees,
picking up the windy leaves,
I wonder where you may be sleeping now.
you go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love.

May the west wind speed your travels,
and the sun be on your hair,
and make believe I'm with you,
over there, my love,
over there, my love,
over there, my love.

Friends and strangers bring stories,
when asked where you might be.
Magic stories they have brought to me,
from afar, my love,
from afar, my love,
from afar, my love.

As I sit mending clothes,
that you will never ever wear,
looking daily for you, I do prepare.
You go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love,
you go your way, my love.