| i took a ride on your fingertips |
| heaven high with the thrill of it |
| and in your eyes for a moment |
| it’s like we never said goodbye |
| we took a walk for the hell of it |
| and then we talked through the thick of it |
| and in your eyes for a moment |
| it’s like we never said goodbye |
| but sometimes went wrong |
| you never came home |
| and time takes so long |
| what are these tears we’re crying |
| 'cos i remember the open roads |
| met at the corner where no one goes |
| and no one mattered at all |
| and i remember the driving rain |
| soaked to the skin these were perfect days |
| and i remember it all |
| friends is such a horrid word |
| i sit at home with the things we learned |
| you didn’t phone |
| and in a different world |
| we’d have never said goodbye |
| where are we going with feeling alone |
| time takes so long |
| and what are these tears we’re crying |
| 'cos i remember the open roads |
| met at the corner where no one goes |
| and no one mattered at all |
| and i remember the driving rain |
| soaked to the skin these were perfect days |
| and i remember it all |
| and as for then and as for now |
| as for who and as for how |
| there’s just one thing i can’t forget |
| how beautiful you are. |