When I figure out where I'm going
It'll be too late to change
The course of where I think I'm going
Sometimes life can be so strange

All forgotten will be this
All forgotten will be this

All the troubles of the morning
Just got worse by afternoon
When the needle starts to skipping
It must be time to change the tune

All forgotten will be this
All forgotten will be this

A thousand years, no sign of you
And everyone was fine
And you were also fine, not counting time
You were fine

All forgotten will be this
All forgotten will be this