Roaming in these magnificent halls. Seeing all the mirrors and paintings. Alone I stroll, looking at history. Loving the stories they once told. Staring at the crystals on the ceilings. Admiring the lights, a golden scene. Everything classy and old. The memories appear in my mind. Drifting inside the rooms, it's inviting and enticing. Dancing in my red gown, I feel I have lived here before. Spinning in the ballroom, enjoying the colors shift around. The familiar music playing in my head. I slip back to the time I once had.