Tangerine Lyrics

Dave Matthews Band Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day, I only find it slips away to grey
The hours, they bring me pain

*Tangerine, Tangerine, Living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen, And now a thousand years between

Thinking how it used to be, Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again? And I do

* Chorus