Measuring a summer's day
I only find it slips away to gray
The hours they bring me pain
Tangerine, 
TangerineLiving reflections 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 doTangerine, 
TangerineLiving reflections from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between