My sister and I remember still A tulip garden by an old Dutch mill And the home that was all our own until ... But we don't talk about that My sister and I recall once more The fishing schooners pulling into shore And the dog-cart we drove in days before ... But we don't talk about that
We're learning to forget the fear That came from a troubled sky We're almost happy over here But sometimes we wake at night and cry My sister and I recall the day We said goodbye, then we sailed away And we think of our friends that had to stay But we don't talk about that