The blue sky grows dark now;
You're gone, you're gone
The good times have gone with you;
You're gone
No use in me wishing; you're far, far away,
Far away, away, gone from me
Our love knew two summers,
But now you're gone
The days pass to winter;
You're gone
Yet often I've wished that time would stand still,
Time would stand still, still; you're gone from me
Two summers, two winters,
And the time between;
Yes, those were the good years,
The years of gold and green
Two summers, two winters,
And the time between;
Yes, those were the good years,
The years of gold and green
The warm winds grow cold now;
You're gone, you're gone
My love couldn't hold you;
You're gone
You were wild as the wind and born to be free,
Born to be free, free,
And gone from me
And gone from me