not very often have we met
but the music's been too bad
can only sense happiness
if the music is sad

so, i'm going home
i must hurry home
where a life goes on

we're too old to make a mess
dreams will keep me young
old enough to stress
only mirrors tell the time

so, i'm going home
i must hurry home
so will my life go on

yes, i'm going home
going home alone
and your life goes on