Water that falls and runs away

Water that falls and runs away,

You are my friend, you talk to me.

Where you come from, where you go,

You never tell me, though I know.

What are you saying then all day,

Over and down and away and away?

For I do listen, my sweet friend,

And will until the worlds end;

Nor do I beg you to declare

More than sky does, more than air,

Where you come from, where you go,

Which I only dream I know.