Jonathan Bree
Once It Was Nice
Once, it was nice
All the trees had fairy lights
Reflecting in your eyes
Once, it was nice
All the trees had fairy lights
Shining blue and white
But now their twinkle
And shine misses your eyes
Once, it was nice
We would walk the pier at night
Your sweet hand holding mine
Once, it was nice
We would walk the pier at night
To a carousel ride
But now its dazzle
And shine misses your eyes