It was the first new century In 100 years And when I felt like I should cry I laughed away my tears The end of a millenium We waited a long long time To see the...

It's just my imagination a sort of empty Concentration, While I fiddle with my fingers And take a sip of luke warm tea Lets walk Lightly to the infectious rhy...

I look around and you're still gone It's been such a long time And with those stolen moments Leads me to the happiness I find I will move on to that dream that ...