~~solo~~
Measuring a summer's day
I only find it slips away to gray
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 between

Thinking how it used to be
Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again and I do
~~solo~~
Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflections from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between
~~end~~