A thousand thoughts before my head hits the sack Nothing can be changed No going back From what happened today all odd To dissecting it in the land of nod But if this is going to be my last dream Then let me live it and feel what I did mean To that private island somewhere in the Seychelles Then living like the devil in a world of what the Hell Sat on a bench about to kiss the girl of my dreams Now watching the football with my one and only team This is the way I would like to go, no disease, no cancer, no cure, no bore, with that, goodnight, I love you, that being my final bow.