the days
are
gone
I know it's hard for you to understand
there's no mountains too high, for us to meet
but you know I'm going to take your hand
there's no ocean too wide, for me to cross the street
I suppose it's time for you to explain
how the sun was bright, how birds were singing
but I guess it's now going to rain
in your mind so mellow, like an angel flying
I imagine it's sweet for you to remember
burning days and gladness of september
I'm sure you relish the silence of the night
there's no space too dark for the stars to light
I know it's gentle for you to tell me
there's no wave to blue to swimm
there's no note too high to sing
the night, in the right side of my dream
