It's lost It’s gone, It's gone It's lost
To drive the lonely mile is long and I’m over time
Dear friend of mine
The memories that seem to keep
Haunting my mind, they play repeating
Vivid pictures of happiness

The sun don't show no mercy
Just heat and light, and light and heat and
A distant world, never reached
The wind roars old right past me
Louder than my young voice can sing cos
Words are pointless when no one hears

The road's too long and I'm too tired
Of seeing trees go by watch the trees go by
One by one, four, five, six
When the seventh comes, reminds me of home
Where we used to play and run
The days could never come soon enough
Can anybody out there tell me
Why happiness always comes with grief?
Cos that would be
The last two three

Daydreams, daydreams, daydreams