Dreaming of days, younger and free
Longing for summers of sun and of sea
Where are they now? Asleep in a dream
Memories like distant places I’ve been.
Sometimes a cry, sometimes a laugh
Brings back the past like an old photograph
Faded and worn, but clear as can be
Old recollections that always stay with me
Walks in the sand, strolls in the park
Didn’t the two of us dance in the dark?
Moments like those lost in a dream
Memories like distant faces I’ve seen
Sometimes a storm, sometimes the dew
Some little some-things remind me of you
Simple and kind, that was your charm
Now I must dream of when you were in my arms.
