On a dusty shelf
In a book of poems
That I bought you long ago
Found a photograph of you and me
And it was faded and old
And we were laughing, so lucky
And we drove each other wild
When I was young
And you were mine
We were happy all the time
Bells were ringin' and love, love was right
Now the autum leaves
Blow around my head
Like the memories too my mind
And it's sad to think
Of all the dreams
That we left somewhere far behind
What I'd give to
To go back to you
And that golden summer day
When I was young and you were mine
We were happy all the time
Bells were ringin' and love, love was blind
You were mine
All the time
And love, love was blind
