These roads that we have traveled down the dust of time 
Traces of silver in the jewel of your mind 
Heart that are trebled at the touch or your gaze 
Are shimmers of light to brighten your day 

Stories you've told me books that you read 
Your poems and [bad word] around in my head 
Memory like water fading to blue 
But I'll always remember these moments these moments with you 

Offer the bad times, enough for the good 
Two small magicians in the hazel wood 
Castin' there spells in the ancient of days 
Ah yes then we were kings and we will be always 

These roads that we have traveled down the dust of time 
Traces of silver in the jewel of your mind 
Traces of silver and specks of pure gold 
And the jewel of your heart never grows old 

Roads that we have traveled down the dust of time 
Traces of silver in the jewel of your mind 
Traces of silver and specks of pure gold 
In the jewel of your mind that never,
That never grows old - 2