Paroles de time tangerine

Measuring a summer's day I only find it slips away to grey The hours they bring me pain Tangerine, tangerine Living reflections 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 Tangerine, tangerine Living reflection from a dream I was her love, she was my queen But now a thousand years in-between