Wanderlove - Mason Williams

Come, my love, and we shall wander,

All of life to see and know.

In the seasons lostward rambling,

All things come and all things go.

We’ll climb up the snowy mountains,

Sail across the rolling sea.

We shall live for one another,

I for you and you for me.

We’ll go down to green greass meadows,

Where the cold winds never blow.

If we taste the wine of loving,

Only you and I shall know.

Come, my love, and we shall wander,'

Just to see what we can find.

If we only find each other,

Still the journey’s worth the time.

Love is like a star of Heaven,

Burning in the endless sky.

When it falls it bursts asunder.

As it lives, so shall it die.

As it lives, so shall it die.