Blackmore’s Night - Dandelion Wine

Where has the time seems to fly so fast One moment you’re having fun, the next its come to pass Days turn into yesteryear, old friends find their own way Until the moment you wish that you would stay... So here’s to you, all our friends, surely we will meet again Don’t stay away too long this time We’ll raise a glass, maybe two And we’ll be thinkng of you Until our paths cross next time... Let’s laugh at the memories, and talk all afternoo