Take this down Like a rite of passing And hear this sound Before it fades To never And goodbye Is the only sigh We just won't believe it And tonight As the sunset dies Nothing comes to mind And you hold in your hands My dreams like sand that I forget Yet somehow you remember And the tears that pass Like broken glass of Our regrets Are somehow warm and tender Well it's seventeen past Sunday And November's starting to burn Strike up a match Let's raise it higher Tonight And the skies Where our wishes fly Relinquish all their glimmer To your eyes Like the northern lights Start to shimmer And you hold in your hands My dreams like sand that I forget Yet somehow you remember And the tears that pass Like broken glass of Our regrets Are somehow warm and tender Take me where we could be Take from me the memory The future is our history Tonight Take me where we could be Take me anywhere Take from me the memory I wouldn't even care The future is our history Right now tonight Tonight Tonight Tonight And you hold in your hands My dreams like sand that I forget Yet somehow you remember And the tears that pass Like broken glass of Our regrets Are somehow warm and tender