You're out of mind
Then a single leaf is born
In a silent April dawn
And you return to me.
You're out of mind
Then a white and faded moon
Floats against the blue
Of an August afternoon.
How you return
When one lone sparrow flies
Across the silent gray November skies.
You're out of mind,
There's a gentle snow and then
I am with you
Till I force you
From my lonely mind again.