Wistful dreams rise like light in the crimson dawn
And fall like rain in the night but linger on; memories I can't let go
Memories I can't let go
I see your sweet sun-kissed smile as you twirl in white chiffon
On hills of violet through the windswept fields of bronze; memories of long ago
Memories of long ago
A crystal bell softly chimes in a window; silver shells gleaming bright on the seashore
Golden wings gliding high past a meadow that holds the last summer rose
I feel the soft touch of your hand while we walk the beach in the moonlight
Past castles of sand left to wait the crest of a new tide; memories that glisten and glow
Memories that glisten and glow
A crystal bell softly chimes in a window; silver shells gleaming bright on the seashore
Golden wings gliding high past a meadow that holds the last summer rose
A crystal bell softly chimes in a window; silver shells gleaming bright on the seashore
Golden wings gliding high past a meadow that holds the last summer rose
