I remember days in the hazy sun I remember days of willow Sweet slow motion days like a waterfall I remember days when my father was tall No one knows your time like a photograph Everything was black and white A fraction of a life in total recall The way he held his head when my father was tall. Ordinary days, when they come to mind They scatter like a dandelion Why am I amazed? It's a child's fate To be dreaming through a father's time I remember days in the changing light I remember days when the world was small Sweet slow motion days, like a muted call The way he held his head when my father was tall all lyrics copyright Wendy Wall 2011 all rights reserved