作词 : CRAVEN, BEVERLEY 作曲 : CRAVEN, BEVERLEY 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
作词 : CRAVEN, BEVERLEY 作曲 : CRAVEN, BEVERLEY 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
