Paul Henman (henman) wrote,
Paul Henman
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  • Music:

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.

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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