Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day

Only finds it slips away to gray

And the hours they bring me painTangerine, Tangerine

Living reflection from a dream

I was her love, she was my queen

And now a thousand years betweenThinking how it used to be

Does she still remember times like these

To think of us again? And I doTangerine, Tangerine

Living reflection from a dream

I was her love, she was my queen

And now a thousand years between