I wandered today to the hills
Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the creaking old mill
Maggie
As we used to love, long ago
The green grove has gone from the hills
Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung
The creaking old mill is still
Maggie
Since you and I were young
Oh, they say that I'm feeble with age
Maggie
My steps
Are much slower than then
My face is a well written page
Maggie
And time
All alone was the pen
They say we have outlived our time
Maggie
As dated a song
That we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were
Maggie
When you and I were young
They say we have outlived our time
Maggie
As dated the song
That we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were
Maggie
When you and I were young
When you and I were young