(Jon Anderson) 

Long [bad word] 
Long time waiting to feel the sound 
I still remember the dream there 
I still remember the time you said goodbye 
Did we really tell lies 
Letting in the sunshine 
Did we really count to one hundrer 

Cold summer listening 
Hot colour melting the anger to stone 
I still remember the dream there 
I still remember the time you said goodbye 
Did we really tell lies 
Did we really count to one hundred 

(REPEAT VERSES) 

Looking for the sunshine