It Could Have Been - Allan Taylor/Ian Melrose/Hans-Joerg Maucksch/Chris Leslie

When we were young

How we could fly

How we could float along like summer winds towards the sky

The world was ours

And how we dream t

Our lives were winter twain forever so It's seed

We made our plans

I'd be a painter or poet

Live In Paris

In a cheap hotel or garment

You would be my everything

My muse too wonderful to lose

When we were young so very young

It could have been

But so It goes

Is the mystery of life nobody ever knows

No second shows no once again

We only turn fleeting bands to what was then

Once one note or regret

It could have been and yet

We kind of lost our way from day to day

The years just faded away

It has no time to stay

Time wouldn't wait for lovers fanciful dreams

When we were young

How we could fly

How we could float along like summer winds towards the sky

The world was ours

And how we dream t

Our lives were a winter twit forever so we seed

Our live was a winter twit forever when we were young