looking at the hours laying down
it's safe to say you won't be rolling round
i'll maybe see you someday
beneath the apple blossom as before
making plans to take the farthest shore
(we'll) be there, be there someday
maybe we can drive again
'cos rain stopped play
with you barely there
your hand me downs won't mend
this hole in my soul that you rent
the trouble with you is your friends
hand me downs,
hand me downs are everywhere
but everywhere's irrelevent to me
if you're off shore waving
slow descent you knew was
one too much