| An old face came to me tonight
|
| I don’t know why he came
|
| A million memories flickering
|
| Just like home movies in my brain
|
| I turned to stone
|
| He stared at me
|
| What could I do?
|
| I asked him in for tea
|
| Gone were the wild-eyed kids we knew
|
| Two adults faced each other
|
| We talked of trivialities
|
| Ignored the poison in our hearts
|
| We spoke of past and future dreams
|
| While in my head I suppressed frustrated screams
|
| Oh God, not you again
|
| Oh God, not you again
|
| Oh God
|
| Go away
|
| The time it seemed stood still for us
|
| At last, he rose to leave
|
| A million things I wish I’d said
|
| Things that must now remain unsaid
|
| I close the book inside my head
|
| And now he’s gone, and a part of me is dead
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again
|
| So what?
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again
|
| Oh God, I’m on my own again and again and again and again
|
| Always haunting me, those things I wish I’d said to you
|
| Always haunting me, those things I wish I’d said to you
|
| Always haunting me, those things I wish I’d said to you
|
| Always haunting me, those things I wish I’d said to you |