Bill Bruford - drums, percussion Annette Peacock - vocals Dave Stewart - keyboards Allan Holdsworth - guitar Jeff Berlin - bass Kenny Wheeler - flugelhorn
Now that the summer life is gone Memories grow dim Slide out of sight Well it, seems like a lifetime Since that April day Innocent sin Adolescent delight
Time in its cold hearted way Leaves us pleading But hears our helpless cries Then with a tear for impression I urge you back to my side Maybe somehow you'll need me But you'll never know why Love came to melt the winter snow But it seems like a lifetime ago