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



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

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