I came across some casual photos
 An invitation to teenage parties
 Dress in white one said with quotations
 >From someone's wife a famous writer
 In my nineteen twenties
 When you're young you find inspiration
 >From anyone who's ever gone
 And opened up a closing door
 He said we were never being bored
 Cause we were never being boring
 We had too much time to find
 For ourselves
 We were never being boring
 We dressed and fought till thoughts made amends
 We were never holding back
 Or worried that time would come to an end
 We were always hoping that looking back
 You could always rely on a friend
 When I left I went to the station
 With a haversack and some
 Trepidation someone said if your
 Not careful you'll have nothing left
 And nothing to care for in my 
 Nineteen seventies
 But I sat back and looking forward
 My shoes were high I had spores
 I bolted through a closing door
 I would never find myself feeling bored
 Now I sit in different faces
 In rented rooms and foreign places
 All the people I was kissing
 Some are here and some are missing
 In my nineteen nineties 
 I never dreamt that I would get to be
 The creature that I always meant to be
 But I thought in spite of dreams
 You'd be sitting somewhere here with me