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.



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