كلمات Remains of the Day

Ghost at the gate, Why don't we go Over the lay of the land? Memories fade, But I can feel them Wade through the sun And the shade. Who owns the hills and lakes When they're just a thought, Remains of the day? See how the landscape changed Till it's gone, it's lost; Surely you know the way. Glossy and glazed, Summer's sweet hold Carries us far and away. Lost in a haze, Green and golden Out in the fields Where we played. Who owns the hills and lakes When they're just a thought, Remains of the day? See how the landscape changed Till it's gone, it's lost; Surely you know the way. Can't go home again; I close my eyes and Follow the path To the place. Keeping it safe, I can be there Lost in a world Time erased. Who owns the hills and lakes When they're just a thought, Remains of the day? See how the landscape changed Till it's gone, it's lost; Surely you know the way.