Don't overlook Ian & Sylvia's version entitled "The Ghost Lover": When will I see you, my love, she cried, When will I see you again? When little fishes fly and the seas they do run dry And the hard rocks do melt with the sun.
When will I see you, my love, she cried, When will I see you again?
When little fishes fly and the seas they do run dry And the hard rocks do melt with the sun.