Lyrics

A tinny speaker and song you like An ordinary midweek night when anything was possible Now things are definite. Everything has a precedent You still like that song. Still singing along But it's stuffed in your pocket. Don't see it very often Only a glimpse, what else could have been? Now things are definite. Everything has a precedent It still makes you happy to think of that time but now you feel a twinge in the back of your mind