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Lyrics
Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game
But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams
Slowly passing sailing ships
Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon and Sunday afternoon
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
Where do those golden rainbows end
Why is this song so sad
Why is this song so sad
Dreaming the dreams
I've dreamed my friend
Loving the love I love
To love is just a word I've heard
Love is just a word I've heard when things are being said when things are being said
Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold
And in between what might have been
And in between what might have been and what has come to pass and what has come to pass
A misbegotten guess alas and bits of broken glass
Where do your golden rainbows end
Where do your rainbows end
Why is this song I sing so sad
Dreaming the dreams
I've dreamed my friend
Dreaming the dreams I dream
Loving the love I love
To love, to love, to love
To love, to love, to love
Oh no, no, no, no
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As made famous by James Taylor
Original songwriter : James Vernon Taylor
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This title is a cover of Long Ago and Far Away as made famous by James Taylor