Led Zeppelin – Tangerine

Measuring a summers 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.