Wander Song by Alfred Hitch Lyrics

I pass with Time from place to place,
Like Time, return no more;
Always a new, immortal face
To greet me at the door.

Friends alter not, nor love grows cold, --
No change in life is rung;
For me the old are always old,
The young are always young.

I pass with Time from place to place,
Like Time, return no more;
Always a new, immortal face
To greet me at the door.