Tangerine Tangerine
Tangerine, Tangerine
living reflections 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
Tangerine, Tangerine
living reflections from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
and now a thousand years between.