Chasing after passing visions
Chasing after passing visions
And traces buried by the tide
Chasing after passing visions
And traces buried by the tide
Hunting for the bygone picture
Reviving phantoms of the past
Hunting for a bygone picture
Chasing after passing visions
(I miss the magic of your touch)
And traces buried by the tide
(Your secret smile, I can’t forget)
Chasing after passing visions
(You could turn back the pointers of the clock)
And traces buried by the tide
(Oh if I could and if you would)