歌词
One, two...
January, when it first came to me
It was all in my head and I ran away from it
On a wing and a prayer, oh the ground moved beneath our feet
Autumn became when the tide drifts away
You could use somebody, use somebody still
But you won't look back
No, you won't look back to the thoughts you had
Friday arrives on a warm summer's night
And the pace rearranged all the upside-down days
On a wing and a prayer, I was wrapped up inside your head
And frost got our dreams and a train to the sea
I could use somebody, use somebody now
But I won't look back
No, I won't look back to the thoughts I had
And I won't see the pain in the face of your attack
No, I won't look back to the thoughts...
But surely you will miss me when I'm older, I am fifty
And this sprightly step that lifts me takes an awkward shade of May
But surely you will miss me when I'm older, I am fifty
And this sprightly step that lifts me takes a while to walk away
But we bloody won't look back
No, we won't look back to the thoughts we had
And we won't see the fire in the face of our attack
No, we won't look back to the thoughts we had