It's not over, no, it's not over yet. Yeah, we'll put all this pain behind us, recover and start again, come on. It's not over, no, it's not over yet… - John Miles Foley

Sitting in your easy chair
looking at the wall,
thinking of the things that might've been.
And as you wish your life away
with dreams of mystic gold,
imagine all the things you could've seen,
imagine all the things you could've seen.
Looking out the window
staring at the rain,
Wonder if the sun will ever shine?
And if you only realised
that life won't pass you by,
the only thing that's passing is your time.
The only thing that's passing is your time.
Oh no!
Oh no! No!

I started working on an old song for Rosie.
My mind was only halfway there.
She came to my house and you know what she told me,
slow dancin' in my easy chair...?
I always knew one thing could lead to another,
it didn't mean a thing, but now that it's over...?
I took a chance. I thought you'd never discover...,
Oh why, I'll never know. Now you say you're letting me go.
I'll never do it again, that's the last time.
Don't shake your head. Say that you believe me?
I'll never do it again. Oh what a fool I am.
Don't walk away, let me tell you something...

Days may come and days may go.
Funny how the children grow so fast.
Nothing can last.
Always try, and try we will.
Nothing ever standing still for long.
Is it all wrong?
Time: tell me where you've flown.
Wind, where have you blown?
Taking us along,
and changing as you go
everything we know,
like the rivers flow.
What have we to show?
Ready to spread your wings and fly away.