| Song | The Last Two Three |
| Artist | Harts |
| Album | Daydreamer |
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| It's lost It’s gone, It's gone It's lost | |
| To drive the lonely mile is long and I’m over time | |
| Dear friend of mine | |
| The memories that seem to keep | |
| Haunting my mind, they play repeating | |
| Vivid pictures of happiness | |
| The sun don't show no mercy | |
| Just heat and light, and light and heat and | |
| A distant world, never reached | |
| The wind roars old right past me | |
| Louder than my young voice can sing cos | |
| Words are pointless when no one hears | |
| The road's too long and I'm too tired | |
| Of seeing trees go by watch the trees go by | |
| One by one, four, five, six | |
| When the seventh comes, reminds me of home | |
| Where we used to play and run | |
| The days could never come soon enough | |
| Can anybody out there tell me | |
| Why happiness always comes with grief? | |
| Cos that would be | |
| The last two three | |
| Daydreams, daydreams, daydreams |
| It' s lost It' s gone, It' s gone It' s lost | |
| To drive the lonely mile is long and I' m over time | |
| Dear friend of mine | |
| The memories that seem to keep | |
| Haunting my mind, they play repeating | |
| Vivid pictures of happiness | |
| The sun don' t show no mercy | |
| Just heat and light, and light and heat and | |
| A distant world, never reached | |
| The wind roars old right past me | |
| Louder than my young voice can sing cos | |
| Words are pointless when no one hears | |
| The road' s too long and I' m too tired | |
| Of seeing trees go by watch the trees go by | |
| One by one, four, five, six | |
| When the seventh comes, reminds me of home | |
| Where we used to play and run | |
| The days could never come soon enough | |
| Can anybody out there tell me | |
| Why happiness always comes with grief? | |
| Cos that would be | |
| The last two three | |
| Daydreams, daydreams, daydreams |
| It' s lost It' s gone, It' s gone It' s lost | |
| To drive the lonely mile is long and I' m over time | |
| Dear friend of mine | |
| The memories that seem to keep | |
| Haunting my mind, they play repeating | |
| Vivid pictures of happiness | |
| The sun don' t show no mercy | |
| Just heat and light, and light and heat and | |
| A distant world, never reached | |
| The wind roars old right past me | |
| Louder than my young voice can sing cos | |
| Words are pointless when no one hears | |
| The road' s too long and I' m too tired | |
| Of seeing trees go by watch the trees go by | |
| One by one, four, five, six | |
| When the seventh comes, reminds me of home | |
| Where we used to play and run | |
| The days could never come soon enough | |
| Can anybody out there tell me | |
| Why happiness always comes with grief? | |
| Cos that would be | |
| The last two three | |
| Daydreams, daydreams, daydreams |