I and I have come to love the faraway city
In a time before time
When we were small
And a single burning fire
Was a work of art
In a time before time
When no one seems to talk
When the words were less important
Than the art of work
Those were the days
When life was incomplete
Those were the days
When God was blind
Those were the days
You know of Christianity
But you don't know God
God is a servant
Those were the days
When life was incomplete
Those were the days
When God was blind
Those were the days
When love was all we need
Those were the days
When God was blind
Those were the days
When God was blind
Time before time
The sky is a reflection of the sea
And the sea is made from tears
These tears are the sweat of our souls
Then we get drowned by emotions