It is a time I should remember well,
the feelings special still when I recall.
It may be true the thoughts of you are spread
across the years and visions do not come
to me as I would wish that they might do.

If you should ever pass me by I'd know
that you were one so pure, so precious in
my life both then and now. A magic truth
that will not leave my mind and still goes on
remaining in my heart to share my soul.

But tiresome is the passing of the days
and lost in misty dreams my treasured times
so more and more I must allow your smile
to live again from time to time, to be
a refuge from the nonsense and the pain.

It's clear to me how much you've always meant,
each one of you, the young ones and the old
who gave perfection, understanding love
so natural, with generosity,
I understand how much that I have lost.