Among the fields of straw and stover,
Clocked in 'til the work day's over.
Time's a gentle stream, longer than it seems.
Patient is the night.
Oh, how I long to see her face now-
Her starry moonlit gaze now.
I know she's never late,
Still anxiously I wait.
Patient is the night.
I know she's never late,
Still anxiously I wait.
Patient is the night.