Measuring a summer's day, I only find it slips away to grey
The hours, they bring me pain
Tangerine, tangerine, living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen, and now a thousand years in between
Thinking how it used to be. Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again - and I do
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