I Don't Keep a Record

Shadows moving children coupling And I was stranded by myself And I wanted to be saved And in the roughest way In a backyard at a party Leaving last or first or just stayed at home Where a sea of eyes was left behind And a sea of hands couldn't reach And that's why I don't I don't keep a record Because there's too much looking back as it is And if I do it on occasion Well then the saddest thing's not what you felt But just how much you felt it Backward leaning lonely passion And a drink once more in my hand And a drink is all it takes To forget my age And that's why I don't I don't keep a record Because there's too much looking back as it is And if I do it on occasion Well then the saddest thing's not what you felt But just how much you felt it And once you go back it's on top of you And then that's you again