Paroles de In those days

Beverley Craven

Date de parution : 31/08/1993

Durée : 0:03:48

Style : Pop

There's a blanket of mist on the dew coverded fields
Far in the distance church bells peal
And a hazy white sunlight breaks through the dawn
Catching the cobwebs spun on the lawn
And in through the curtains, a thin shaft of light
Capturing diamonds of dust in their flight
In those days, long before you were born
Those days, when i was a child
As i look back it seems like only yesterday
When i was your age

As a golden red sun sets in a mackerel sky
On long summer evenings in twilight
Riding home on your shoulders, holding your hand
Watching the hourglass filling with sand
And i still remember the stories you read
And being carried back to my own little bed

In those days, long before you were born
Those days, when i was a child
As i look back it seems like only yesterday
When i was your age

And i still remember the stories you read
And being carried back to my own little bed

In those days, long before you were born
Those days, when i was a child
As i look back it seems like only yesterday
When i was your age