85 Trips

With no-one to talk the walk away it's getting dark
And I miss you, with such silent decay, it breaks my heart
All of those people driving in their little motor cars
They are all nothing, just visions as dead as the stars

When all is said and done, it's just 85 trips around the sun

With no-one to while away the hours of my time
The tick tock of the clock, is starting to grind
All of those people driving in their little motor cars
They are all nothing, just visions as dead as the stars

When all is said and done, it's just 85 trips around the sun

Just say you didn't mean it

85 trips around the sun around the sun