You shepherds knowing The path was simply blowing A hiding dusty pouring out Reddest cheeks and wettest pout I'm searching for your sheep The company you keep Our fence posts and sail boats Along the river bend Where paper clouds reach grassy heights The mountain tops and floating kites I think our time is running in Calmest stones of white they lie upon your love You ran with windblown hair The color of Auburn sapen Dew fell from your eyes, silver and gold My teeth were biting my lips and The blood still runs cold Where paper clouds reach grassy heights The mountain tops and floating kites I think our time Ohh Pale and fragile Stay awhile and I'll look after you Where paper clouds reach grassy heights The mountain tops and soaring kites I think our time is wearing thin