Here on a summer Sunday
I can go back in time
On a train of memories
Your train and mine

I'm in a thousand pictures
We're in a million scenes
Beautiful hearts and faces
Filled with beautiful dreams

How did it all slip past us?
When did they disappear?
Time carried all of days and our moments
And left them here

I like to think about us
Lost in a simpler time
Bright with our hope and wonder
Your hope, and mine

Who could have seen our courses
Where these paths would lead
Troubles, tears and triumphs
Memories, indeed

How did it all slip past us?
When did they disappear?
Time carried all of days and our moments
And left them here

Sometimes I can sense it
The limit of my days
It sobers up my spirit
And softens my ways

Here on a summer Sunday
Back in the here and now
Future memories calling
All aboard, now

Where will our new days find us?
What will become of our time?
All of our lives interwoven forever
Your lives and mine
Your lives and mine