A Long Time Ago

I'm on loan, like a christmas tree

Chop me down and dress me up

What if I wind up in a gutter

Or a garbage truck.

Turn the clocks back to a memory

Turn the memory to stone

Skip that stone across the brandy wine

And go back home

There's a bird you named

Who left your shoulder long ago

There's a ball you threw

It hit the ground a long time ago

A long time ago, A long time ago

Let me go...

I woke up from a fairy tale

Washing curtains in the sink

Living ever after happily

What would mother think?

I say goodbye to you

You and your mother too

And when the train arrives

When everybody cries

I'll ride the winded air

That blows your stormy hair

And blows your cares away

And waits for yesterday to say

I'm coming Home

I'm Coming Home...