I long to span the distant way,
To speed along the river;
The chase to catch the winter sun,
The secret Baltic shiver
I long to find the meaning in
The northern lights and cold —
And speed along the river, ere
The sky has lost
Its gold
Other People's Feelings
I long to span the distant way,
To speed along the river;
The chase to catch the winter sun,
The secret Baltic shiver
I long to find the meaning in
The northern lights and cold —
And speed along the river, ere
The sky has lost
Its gold