in the web that is my own i begin again

Well I went searchin for an answer
(Up the stairs and down the hall)
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
(Come away. come away. come away.)

 Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall
Sometimes to be near you
Is to be unable to hear you

My love

 (Im a few years older than you)

 
“My love.”