you ll come to me

Deborah Harry

Calling "missing the boat"
Sailing the waves of the past while I stand there to watch and she's floating away
Now infinity lies ahead of me
Images all lose their luminosity
There's a cold white fog obscuring my view
Teasing me with tastes of more to come
Amarcord, my melancholy past
Won't you release me from my dreams?
Amarcord, the fire burning bright
Captured forever in the light, in the light, in your light
Amarcord, my melancholy past
Won't you release me from my dreams?
Amarcord, the fire burning bright
Frozen forever in the light, in the light, in the light