Last night she said to me
Her words were ice
"Once upon a time
We could have counted for something
....Remember?"
I begged "Stop!"
But the taunts kept up
"'Coz we'd had the freedom and our optimism
....Remember?"

Heaven sent
Chances came and went
If we'd stood our ground
This feeling might stop coming round

'Cos I get glimpses
I get spastic echo
In fairground mirrors
I know there was something

Once our eyes and minds cut deep
'Cos talk was cheap
Our every action
Rang out sound not hollow
....Remember?
Why did we stop?
'Coz when our guard was dropped
Our aspirations had their consequences
....Remember?

Heaven sent
Heaven sent opportunities
Came and went
Lost! The teeth we'd found
How I wish we'd stood our ground
That's what I'm trying to say to you!

And I get glimpses
Deep in the night
Like a spastic echo
In fairground mirrors
I know there was something

So now the bottle's gone
And the chance is none!
Only torture for the likes of us
Whose hopes and aspirations
Stuck in our throats
Choked us close to death
("seconds away for the final round - k.o. to win")

Last night she said to me
Her words were ice
"The bubble's burst
- Why don't you blow another?
(other, other....)"

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PETE WYLIE