Talk of poems and prayers and promises and things that we believe in
How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care, how long it's been since yesterday and what about tomorrow? what about our dreams and all the memories we share?
I have to say it now, it's been a good life, all in all, It's really fine to have the chance to hang around
and lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire, while all my friends and my lady, sit and watch the sun go down