Texty: Frank Sinatra. Follow Me.

Through the clouds, gray with years
Over hill, wet with tears
To a world young and free
We shall fly, follow me

April green, everywhere
April songs always there
Come and hear, come and see
Follow me

To the tree where our hopes hang high
To the dream that should never die
Where our long lost tomorrows
Still are in the sweet bye and bye

Time goes by or do we?
Close your eyes and you'll see
As we were, we can be
Weep no more, follow me
Follow me, follow me

To the tree where our hopes hang high
To the dream that should never die
Where our long lost tomorrows
Still are in the sweet bye and bye

Time goes by or do we?
Close your eyes and you'll see
As we were, we can be
Weep no more, follow me
Follow me, follow me

Follow me, follow me
Get behind me, follow me