8: A PLACE IN YESTERDAY

 

Shimmering sun light, glistening tree tops, warm summer breeze.
Fields of clover, small buttercups, I'm wondering why.

 

Take it all away, but its place, in yesterday.

 

One tiny blossom, floats in the breeze, colored memories.
Waiting for autumn, good-bye summer breeze, good-bye forever.

 

Take it all away, but its place, in yesterday.

 

La-La-La-La-La  Voice Solo

 

Take it all away, but its place, in yesterday.