Led Zeppelin - Tangerine (1970)

Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day,

I only find it slips away to grey,

The hours, they bring me pain.

Tangerine, Tangerine,

Living REFLECTIONS from a dream;

I was her love, she was my queen,

And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be,

Does she still remember times like these?

To think of us again?

And I do