Tangerine

  • Led Zeppelin

Measuring a summer's day, I only finds it slips away to greyThe hours, they bring me pain

Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflection from a dreamI was her love, she was my queen, and now a thousand years between

Thinking how it used to beDoes she still remember times like these?To think of us again?And I do

Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflection from a dreamI was her love, she was my queen, and now a thousand years between

 

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