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Lyrics:
Measuring a summer's day
I only find it slips away to grey
The hours, they bring me pain
Tangerine, Tangerine
A living reflection of a dream
I was her lover, 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
A living reflection of a dream
I was her lover, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between
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