I’m back
Here, where I once belonged
Here, where I was young
Back when I was strong, and wide-eyed
Where I learned of love
I’m back, misty in the mist
Driving through the fog
I’m back, but those days are gone
Ah, the poetry of then
The songs of yesterday
Days of glory, of reverie
Of splendid hopes and dreams
That came true
At least for a time
Until time moved on
And so did we
I’m not sad
Just contemplating
Thankful
Moving on
Remembering the joy
I’m back, yes indeed
And driving on

Any resemblance in this song to living people is entirely intentional
He was married with three kids
He left his wife to go with the princess
He broke her heart
We shake our head in disbelief
It’s so sad
I could name names
It’s already been in the press
It was such a sweet love story until then
Now just a ****** mess
Why can’t lovers stay true?
What can you do when a lover betrays another?
I wish I knew
One offers consolation
But that only goes so far
A broken heart is a broken heart
Just a burned out star
So I hope for the best for my friend
I send her my love
As she works through the pain
And things stay the way that they are

Some wishes don’t come true
That doesn’t mean that lives are lived in vain
Things didn’t turn out the way I wanted
There’s no one to blame
I tried to make the right decisions
I didn’t always do so
But bitterness doesn’t get me anywhere
Let’s get on with the show

You try to be philosophical
Shrug your shoulders
Learn from your mistakes
That’s the way it is for everyone
The make or breaks of the human condition
The gives and the takes
In the tumult of daily living
The rise and fall of life‘s tide

Coulda, woulda, shoulda
Leave it behind

Where did all the time go?
Did I spend it well?
Sure, I’ve got my regrets
But still, at this stage
I’m not over the hill
I’m not under it either
So let’s call it a win
And with the time I’ve got left
A new day begins

Behind bars invisible
In for crimes of love
Betrayal and duplicity
Convicted in the court of karma
After a warp-speed trial
By a jury of ex-lovers
None of whom who smiled
Sentenced without compassion
Notwithstanding my denial

What about rehabilitation?
A second chance?
No appeal?

My past caught up with me
I’d been on the lam a good while
Evading the wake I’d left behind
But you can only do that for so long

Contrition is my mission
Supposedly it does me good
So the chaplain says
He’s from my hood
An erstwhile Lothario
Now sentenced along with me
Our prayers unanswered
Lost ships at sea

There’s a man in the other room dead
My girlfriend called me here
What am I supposed to do?
I’m a private eye
And her private guy
Now I’m just a schmuck at a crime scene
Oh honey, what did you do?
I can only help so much
And this, it ain’t cool

Lieutenant Sanchez has just arrived
“Yeah, I know Tony, this is a weird one”
As Sally just cries
She says Magruder was an intruder
With a knife and fiery eyes
A jilted ex bf
Wearing a disguise

Sanchez just snorts
Then makes this aside
“Jake, this ain’t Chinatown,
You must realize.”
He claps me the back
Me, I just sigh

It’s another day in the life
Of this private eye

Every time I hear that song
I want to leave the room
It brings back memories
Of sadness, such gloom
There I was trying to accept
To understand why she didn’t believe
In me, in us, in what could be
That song told the truth
About a girl confused
It hit me hard
I tried to hang on
No can do
I was stuck in a foreign land
Dumped, distressed
Dejected and mad
At her, at life, at myself
Stuck, out of luck
A man overboard