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