Diary Of The Dying (Highland Glory)

In mysterious ways we hold on to the past Nothing remains, nothing can last Romantic illusions - the present conceals Discover the magic - the future reveals We keep longing back Even though we have All we‘d dream life would give Gone are the days We will always remember In the cold winter nights Of our lives last december Turn of the tide Sands of time makes us older Memories fade As the seasons grow colder Don‘t wait to see at the end of the line You spent all the years in the past left behind Cherish the present, and you‘ll realize The days passing by are the days of our lives Leave regrets and fears Ghosts of past deceive Some day magic will appear Gone are the days We will always remember In the cold winter nights Of our lives last december Turn of the tide Sands of time makes us older Memories fade As the seasons grow colder Gone are the days We will always remember In the cold winter nights Of our lives last december Turn of the tide Sands of time makes us older Memories fade As the seasons grow colder Gone are the days We will always remember In the cold winter nights Of our lifes last december Turn of the tide Sands of time makes us older Memories fade But memories never disappear