Album: other songs

Rule Of Time

The sun was going down in the northern part of town
The moon was rising high through the clouds
The olds folks going home and the young one’s going down
Town to mix it up and all fall round
The old man looks the same as he justifies his name and Cindy-Jane is waiting there
for me

Na…na…na
Time looks on in amazement
It smiles at the damage it’s done
It tells you to keep on moving
It never tells you when you’re wrong
Cindy-Jane and me we’re sitting in a tree We’re looking down we’re out of sight
We’re having fun

Na…na…na
The late night bars are closing
And the girls are going home
A child without a father sits alone
The morning brings a new day
Thank god the old one’s gone
We’ll never see it again
A grey man in a grey suit he stands there looking proud
But when the sun slips away he goes too
Na…na…na