Breakfast Time

Breakfast time, breakfast time

The hands that tell me

Five to nine

Orange lights in orange lines

Sparkle bright of souls entwinePointing girl, sitting pretty

On the bus

Reminiscing, clammy kissing

Summer breeze, the big strip teaseYou and I could frolic in the dew

Only I've something better to do

And with that I bid you fond farewellOh, how I wish I was young again

Oh, how I wish I was young again

Young again, young again