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 callingBut 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
You took me through the pages
Good happiness is shared
Lost in the web of changes
This could be the last dance
Waltzing in the rain
'Till the minstrel comes to save us
Yes, 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 everythingBook of golden stories
Book of golden stories
