I wait among genius and love
It is evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
When I wished
That I could have such friends
When I dreamed
Of being far away from there
As I sat among the friends
Who did not care
The room is as bright as the day
In the evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
I can't recall
A room as bright as this
Can't recall
A time the sunlight kissed
Bright people making music
Making love
I wait among thought
Among mind
In the evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
I never waited
For a pleasant chord
Never found
Such pleasure in a word
Never found
A mind as fine as mine
Never found
Such pleasure in a sigh
I never found
A chance to fly as high
As high
It is evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
When I wished
That I could have such friends
When I dreamed
Of being far away from there
As I sat among the friends
Who did not care
The room is as bright as the day
In the evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
I can't recall
A room as bright as this
Can't recall
A time the sunlight kissed
Bright people making music
Making love
I wait among thought
Among mind
In the evening
Thinking of the time
When I was young
I never waited
For a pleasant chord
Never found
Such pleasure in a word
Never found
A mind as fine as mine
Never found
Such pleasure in a sigh
I never found
A chance to fly as high
As high
( Pidgeon )
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