Red Long Ago
Sand, the ocean breezes blow
Red in the sun, red so long ago
Torn by the waves, blown by the wind
Gone like the tide, until we meet again, again, again
We are a dream, a vision, a story yet to be told
We are a theme, love was the writer, red long ago
You were the sea and I was the river, flowing to you
Hoping that you might still remember, red long ago
You were my wings for I was just learning to fly
Red was the sky, love was the reason we went too high
Love was the valley we lost our way in, red long ago
Sand, the ocean breezes blow
Red in the sun, red so long ago
Memories of silver, heartaches of gold
These are the treasures of red so long ago
Long ago, long ago