Tangerine
Measuring a summer's day
I only finds it slips so 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
Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflection from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between
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