Long distance, runaround.
Long time, waiting to feel the sound.
I still remember the dream there,
I still remember the time you said goodbye.
Did we really tell lies?
Letting in the sunshine,
Did we really count to one hundred.
Cold summer, listening.
Hot colour, melting the anger to stone.
I still remember the dream there,
I still remember the time you said goodbye.
Did we really tell lies?
Letting in the sunshine,
Did we really count to one hundred.
Long distance, runaround.
Long time, waiting to feel the sound.
I still remember the dream there,
I still remember the time you said goodbye.
Cold summer, listening.
Hot colour, melting the anger to stone.
I still remember the dream there,
I still remember the time you said goodbye.
Did we really tell lies?
Letting in the sunshine,
Did we really count to one hundred.
Looking for the sunshine.
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