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Measuring a summer's day,
I only find 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.
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comTangerine, tangerine,
Living reflection from a dream.
I was her love
she was my queen,
And now a thousand years between.