Tangerine

Measuring A Summer's Day, I Only Finds 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 Between.

Thinking How It Used To Be, Does She Still Remember Times Like These?

To Think Of Us Again? And I Do.