(Jon Anderson). Long distance runaround. Long time waiting to feel the sound. I still remember the dream there. I still remember the time you said goodbye. Did we really tell lies. Letting in the sunshine. Did we really count to one hundred. Cold summer listening. Hot colour melting the anger to stone. I still remember the dream there. I still remember the time you said goodbye. Did we really tell lies. Letting in the sunshine. Did we really count to one hundred. (REPEAT VERSES). Looking for the sunshine