Текст песни On Days Like These - Quincy Jones , Alexander Armstrong , Johannes Vogel , Don Black , Allan Wilson

On days like these
When the skys are blue
And feilds are green
I look around and think about what might have been
And then I hear sweet music float sround my head
As I recall the many things we left unsaid
It's on days like these
That I remember
Singing songs and drinking wine
While you eyes played games with mine.
On days like these
I wonder what became of you
Maybe today you are singing songs with someone new?
I'd like to think you're walking
By those willow trees
Remembering the love we knew
On days like these.
It's on days like these,
That I remember
Singing songs and drinking wine
While you eyes played games with mine.
On days like these
I wonder what became of you
Maybe today you are singing songs with someone new?
I'd like to think you're walking
By those willow trees
Remembering the love we knew
On days like these.
On days like these.