Book of golden stories Days of open roads Now the autumn leaves are falling We'll meet on the edges Memories, no regrets Now the minstrel boy is calling
But as long as I can see the morning In miracles, much more than I can say It's enough to keep me still believing In drifting hearts so far away
You took me through the pages Good happiness is shared Lost in the web of changes This could be the last dance Waltzing in the rain 'Till the minstrel comes to save us
Yes, as long as I can see the morning And blossom comes to bud again in spring It's enough to keep me still believing Your memory is everything