Going Back

Lost my mind to a fantasy One where all things could be worked out And now a downward spiral of my own making Well they say that you can't go home again But I used to live there too Where monuments stood, now there's just dust Sympathy is such a lonely gesture When all you want is somebody to hold Going back aint quite what you expected Because memories never get old What do you get for getting older Not always knowing how to do most things At least the gestures aren't empty Taking steps to avoid heartbreak Trying out some self control It's all a laugh. All things must end Sympathy is such a lonely gesture When all you want is somebody to hold Going back ain't quite what you expected At least memories they never get old Lost my mind to a fantasy One where all things could be worked out And now a downward spiral of my own making Well they say that you can't go home again But I used to live there too Where monuments stood, now there's just dust