We don't talk because we have so much to say.

Now At Last - Feist

Now at last I know
What a fool I've been
For have lost the last love
I should ever win

Now at last I see
How my heart was blind
To the joys before me
That I left behind

When the wind was fresh on the hills
And the stars were new in the sky
And the lark was held in the still
Where was I? Where was I?

When the spring is cold
Where do robins go?
What makes winter lonely ?
Now at last I know.

When the wind was fresh on the hills
And the stars were new in the sky
And the lark was held in the still
Where was I? Where was I?

When the spring is cold
Where do robins go?
What makes winter lonely ?
Now at last I know.