(by Eric Clapton)

I'm standin' at the crossroads
tryin' to read the signs
to tell me which way I should
go to find the answer
and all the time I know
let your love and let it grow.

Let it grow, let it grow,
let it blossom, let it flow.
In the sun and in the snow
love is lovely, let it grow.

Lookin' for a reason
to check out on my mind.
It's so hard to find a
friend that I can count on.
There's nothin' left to show,
plant your love and let it grow.

To be continued...