Jimmy Mac

At the end of the lane

The feeling’s the same

Time moves

So slow

But before you can blink

It happens quicker than you think

Love becomes a thing

We’ll never know

   

So what was it like

In black-and-white

Was it real

Or shine

And Jimmy Mac

When are you coming back

Will I ever see

Your smile

Every end of the year is all molten

As it’s hard to bring you to mind

Are we running out of time

What if we wake the dream to find

It rolled by

Every end of the year is all molten

As it’s hard to bring you to mind

Are we running out of time

What if we wake the dream to find

It rolled by