Chorus
These roads that we have traveled down the dust of time
Traces of silver in the j**el of your mind
Heart that are trebled at the touch or your gaze
Are shimmers of light to brighten your day
First verse
Stories you've told me books that you read
Your poems and songs running around in my head
Memory like water fading to blue
But I'll always remember these moments these moments with you
Second Verse
Offer the bad times, enough for the good
Two small magicians in the hazel wood
Castin' there spells in the ancient of days
Ah yes then we were kings and we will be always
Chorus
These roads that we have traveled down the dust of time
Traces of silver in the j**el of your mind
Traces of silver and specks of pure gold
And the j**el of heart never grows old
Chorus
Roads that we have traveled down the dust of time
Traces of silver in the j**el of your mind
Traces of silver and specks of pure gold
In the j**el of mind that never, that never grows
Never grows old