Sits in her chair as she listens to 87
All those hours spent stargazing in the
Bastions of the night
Prancing and the dancing
As opportunities knocked within celebrity
Corridors
I could have been famous you know
She mutters to her young ones who have heard
It too many times before

But its alright
Cos that was then and this is now
Its alright
Cos youthful yesterfun is not tomorrows way

He stumbles over debris of last nights
Take-out
Tasting memories of arms around him
Not like the nights before
Things were different then
Anyway
Its been a long night out
But those old moves dont seem to drop the
Same way they did back then

But its alright
Cos that was then and this is now
Its alright
Cos youthful yesterfun is not tomorrows way

Hes late, hes late again
But this time theres no excuse for him to give
As he approached to find her standing there
Seems my time with you was spent waiting for the right moment
Waiting for that break you always went on about
But no more cos to stay... and wait...

Would mean our lives will never change

Sits in her chair as she listens to 87
All those hours spent stargazing in the
Bastions of the night

But its alright
But its alright
But its alright
But its alright...