Sooner or later 

I will see you or something 

When we talked in the night 

To the sound of the broken swing 

In the beginning 

Stars I would fancy 

And we'd walk in the night 

To the sound of the surf crashing 



Further and further 

Are you growing now 

Further and further 

Is this walk 

Further and further 

Are you growing now 

My little lark 



Oh, to my sweet one 

In the days of the long run 

In the fall looking among 

The fields of green and blue 

Where did you fly to 

Little blue 



Sooner or later 

I'll be seeing you 

In all the markings on the wall 

Sooner or later 

Will you come to me 

Going to tend the body of a willow tree 

Love again little lark, Love again