sooner or later i will see you or something we talked in the night to the sound of the broken swing in the beginning stars i would fancy and we d walk in the night to the sound of the surf crashing further and further are you growing now further and further is this walk further and further are you growing now further and further my little lark oh to my sweet one and the days of the long run in the fall looking among the fields of green and blue where did you fly to little blue sooner or later i ll be seeing you in all the markings on the wall sooner or later will you come to me gonna tend the body of a willow tree love again little lark love again