Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Summer days are gone
And autumn leaves are falling in the rain
My nights are growing long
And dreams return to reverie again
Somewhere else is here
Somewhere else is here
Time flies on the wings of memory
Time flies on the wings of memory
Trains are travelling north
Trailing sparks and whistling far away
Sweet venus overhead
Illuminates the fading day
Somewhere else is here
Somewhere else is here
In the wild blue, someone loves you
Dreams come true, in the wild blue
In the wild blue, someone loves you
Dreams come true, for you, in the wild blue
Time flies on the wings of memory