1. I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream,
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream
Ah, child of countless trees, ah, child of boundless seas
What you are, what you're meant to be
Speaks his name though you were born to me, born to me, Cassidy.
2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac,
I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn and tap the tambourine,
Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.
*: Quick beats of an icy heart, catch colt(?) draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry
Flight of the seabirds,
Scattered like lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly
/:Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with mine:/
