You may be the belle of the ball
yeah babe you may have it all
fill me up and make me high
why I don’t understand.
To me it’s just a mystery
you’ve got me on a piece of string
pull me close or let me swing
I am in your hands.
I was a young boy when I met you girl
now I’m an old, old man.
I wish that I could stop the time
that you and I could just rewind
love to do it all again
but I don’t think we can.
I’m not sure what I would change
‘cause darling those were glory days
our techni-colour loving phase
reminds me who I am
I was a young boy when I met you girl
now I’m an old, old man.