Seven Long Years
Anthony Phillips
Seven long years have gone by
Scattered in the wind
Fortunes made and squandered
Ardour's beacon growing dim
Seven long years have now passed
Neither glimpse nor word
Of the jewel that vanished
Though the case lay undisturbed
Seven long years have I spent
Trying to forget
But no man can banish
Heaven he has sought and met
Through the trials and the tears
Still I cannot learn
Ever hopeless dreaming
Perhaps some day you will return