Winter time We gathered all our supplies For harvest time When the seeds sprout into life When the shepherd's dog herds them all And the rains begin to fall At the break of dawn the sun comes along Bringing my knees to the earth A soothing breeze under the willow tree Where I'd hide as a child And dream this dream where you'd be with me And we'd promise never to part On a big old ranch and a blueberry patch Where we'd run and eat for free A world so vast and the time would last All our doubts and fears would be kind