When you reach a crossroads
Don't know where to go
Weighing all the choices
Decisions coming slow

Working out the numbers
Asking friends what they would do
But numbers are just numbners
And your friends aren't you

There's a little voice inside
Hear what it has to say
Listen to it carefully
Instinct knows the way

He was a German soldier fighting in the war
Then as a P.O.W. he could fight no more
In an English garden
He worked and spent his days
Planting bulbs, trimming hedges
Learning English ways

Then to his homeland he went back
But in mischief didn't lack
For in the Spring the daffs he sowed
Spelled out Heil ******!
All in pretty rows

Not for who I am
Nor indeed despite
It's just she has a lot to give
And I am in her sight

Move on, move on, spin the wheel
Don't dwell on times now gone
Survive, thrive that's the deal

Embrace the change, do not resist
Ride the tide
But know that memories persist

Like the ivy on the wall
That some may notice not at all
Nostalgia will creep up I bet

But it's not been long enough,
not yet

Good job we never know
it's said

About the times
that lay ahead

Can we trust
what we feel

Do we know
this is real

Can it be
for the best

Do we care
about the rest

Think as you
thinking fast

Time will tell
will it last

Do we follow
head or heart

Can we bear
now to part

Are we selfish
are we blind

Would we be foolish now this far
to leave it all

Leave it all
behind

a ***** is a *****
rotavator is a palindrome
and my newt is very small

We were in a Mongolian yurt
She wore a Mongolian skirt
It was very cold
We didn't feel bold
So we just had a little flirt