With the luxury of hindsight The past becomes so clear As I look out on the twilight My days have become years It's strange, as people we're prone to dwell On things that we can't undo And we're liable to wander down
In the company of distance We see where it all went wrong And we know what we'd do different Should the chance come along But change is easier said than done It's a difficult thing to do and soon You'll be taking the next right on
You hadn't used up all your excuses Now there's nobody else to blame And that's when they call your name
"It's down at the end of lonely street" Neath a moon that keeps shining blue And we live with our thoughts alone Oh why have I wandered down