It could be The evening sun will never fall The tides won't ebb and flow at all The moon will look away It could be The winter thief won't take the fall The very earth won't tilt at all And I won't let you down Again Oh but I will try Can you hang on my dear Never mind the road I've gone To get me here It could be The morning sun will never rise Never will the lightning fly The thunder couldn't say It could be The summer green will never rise The darling birds would never fly And I won't let you down Again Oh but I will try So please hang on my dear Never mind the road I've gone To get me here