The weeks slip by An uneventful day And so I'll sit myself down and write to you Of a time we shared way back But please don't listen To what I say Because I can't distract myself from memories To be honest about them today And by now you should know About this habit of mine Where rose-tinting all of my memories Is my favourite pastime And oh I fear You don't deserve this To be the victim of my fantasies When it occurs to me to reminisce ♪ My dear, what's this? Here we go again Snapshot memories and Polaroids We look so happy then So in this image I might indulge But you need not worry about me, m'dear Cause I've got my own world And by now you should know About this habit of mine Where rose-tinting all of my memories Is my favourite pastime And oh I fear You don't deserve this To be the victim of my fantasies When it occurs to me to reminisce