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Well I left my home looking for green grassHeaded for Pine Ridge and points beyondBut on the road I met an impasseEvery direction looked just like homeThere is a road, there is a mountain.With many stops along the wayHow many Days? I am not countingIt's been a long, long time you've been awayWell a flower grows in a deep dark canyonWhere the river wanders to leave the trailAnd the night bird searches for her companionWho sings of sunlight behind the veil.Everyone knows what makes the dove singAnd now I know you've gone to stayHow many nights? I am not countingIt's been a long, long time you've been awayNow I walk alone down streets of silverIn empty hollows wet with the dewIn the sudden stillness of a summer morningIn all my dreams I walk with youThere is a rose there is a fountainAnd I have found that lost highwayHow many years? I have stopped countingIt's been a long, long time I've been awayIt's been a long, long time I've been away From Letras Mania