That old clock chimes
Begin your diatribe
A life full of flashbacks
Has the effect of candlelight
And like in the movies
Music does play
I’m walking along alone
And I hear the theme tune play
The hardest part is walking away
Turning your back
On what was safe
Don’t you ever say goodbye
When the easiest part is starting again
Trying to avoid more of the same
And what was blamed
Soon became nonsense
And what you were really thinking
Was I was a mess
I drive and drive
Round and round my life
That old clock rings times
And the music plays again