i saw you pa** down headstone road my heart raced on behind you the years were stripped away and you were mine you looked so different now but looks can be deceiving heartbeat the same same blood through your veins the gra**y knoll has long since vanished under concrete the oak is gone theres a record shop on the memories of days gone by another year pops up the old one slips behind me land bought and sold new traffic through the old a glimpse of you could bring a bright spark of reminders the years just slipped away and you were mine new traffic through the old to multistory car parks a disused office block two roundabouts an underpa** five lighters for a pound echoes down the walkway the oak is gone theres a record shop on the memories if days gone by last night on the tiles last night in the carpark what would it mean to a sad old git like me