These Quiet Lands

Out on the trail, a red sky is risin',
 Over the Sound, the high Ben's aglow,
 That mirror of glass below unbroken,
 In the quiet lands I wonder...
 When will we love again?
 Lonesome the bird, like the loveless callin',
 Along the bank, the wild iris grows,
 And high on The Pass a blaze of gold,
 In the quiet lands I missed you...
 When will we love again?
 Hushed now and chilled,
 Timeless and still,
 Something's lost in this splendour, will I find you?
 Winter so long! The Spring now is waitin',
 Bells are in bloom, all violet and blue,
 And high up above young wings unfold,
 In the quiet lands I loved you...
 When will we love again?
 Wild is the Rose, the white sands are singin',
 Oh, bring back the songs, the laughter and you,
 These words in the wind, remain unspoken,
 In the quiet lands I loved you...
 When will we love again?
 In the quiet lands I loved you...
 When will we love again?
 In the quiet lands I loved you...
 When will we love again?