Sometimes at the edge of sight Something moves which isn't there You turn to look but its gone, it's gone Was it ever really there Yet it touches you Softly touches you And then begins again That scent of roses The sound of sea A breath of wind on your face They take you back They take you there To that place long ago And you want so much To hear those words To feel that touch But you can't go back No you can't go back Living in the moment Is dangerous and blind But if you look back, too many times The shapes distort, and unwind But they touched you Softly touched you And then it begins again That scent of roses The sound of the sea A breath of wind on your face They take you back They take you there To that place long ago And you want so much To hear those words To feel that touch But you can't go back No you can't go back Somtimes ...