Karaoké Long Ago and Far Away James Taylor

Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game

But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams

Slowly passing sailing ships

Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon and Sunday afternoon

Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be

Where do those golden rainbows end

Why is this song so sad

Why is this song so sad

Dreaming the dreams

I've dreamed my friend

Loving the love I love

To love is just a word I've heard

Love is just a word I've heard when things are being said when things are being said

Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold

And in between what might have been

And in between what might have been and what has come to pass and what has come to pass

A misbegotten guess alas and bits of broken glass

Where do your golden rainbows end

Where do your rainbows end

Why is this song I sing so sad

Dreaming the dreams

I've dreamed my friend

Dreaming the dreams I dream

Loving the love I love

To love, to love, to love

To love, to love, to love

Oh no, no, no, no