story behind the song: started thinking about an old piano, musae and the possibility Morrison is still kicking. Another week on planet Earth.
Lyrics
sometimes i wish we were seventeen again
sometimes i wish i was seventeen again
just to see your pretty face
how i dream i believe yet again
in some time, some place
where there's life there's still hope
her eyes that perfect shade of mist and smoke
but where there's smoke there's always fire
she rekindles all those old desires
and baby
i think you're more than really grand
where there's life there's still hope
her eyes that perfect blend of yes and no
cause she knows how to light my fire
reopening doors to all those wild desires
times gone by without you
your perfection, my pilgrimmage for truth
you're on my mind so much, blurred with her
perfection has become just another word
cause where there's life there's still hope
your eyes that perfect shade of mist and smoke
but where there's smoke there's always fire
you rekindle all those wild desires
yeah where there's life there's still hope
your eyes that perfect blend of yes and no
you really know baby how to light my fire
reopening doors to all those wild, wild desires
