Book of golden stories

Days of open roads

Now the autumn leaves are falling

We'll meet on the edges

Memories, no regrets

Now the minstrel boy is calling

You took me through the pages

Good happiness is shared

Lost in a web of changes

This could be the last dance

Waltzing in the wind

Till the mistrel comes to save us

But as long as I can see the morning

In miracles much more than I can say

It's enough to keep me still believing

In drifting hearts so far away

But as long as I can see the morning

And blossom comes to bud again in spring

It's enough to keep me still believing

Your memory is everything