Wind the tape back
Fumble with drawers and keys
Been listening to yourself from a year ago
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Heave a great sigh
Wipe your mouth little scoundrel
Clear your throat and begin to record
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
With tears again
You wouldn't want that back
Not with the fire in you now
Not with the fire in you now
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
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Wind the tape back
Fumble with drawers and keys
Been listening to yourself from a year ago
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Heave a great sigh
Wipe your mouth little scoundrel
Clear your throat and begin to record
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
With tears again
You wouldn't want that back
Not with the fire in you now
Not with the fire in you now
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
Fumble with drawers and keys
Been listening to yourself from a year ago
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Heave a great sigh
Wipe your mouth little scoundrel
Clear your throat and begin to record
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
A page a day
You peer inside
You always leave it at that
As midnight passes by
With tears again
You wouldn't want that back
Not with the fire in you now
Not with the fire in you now
Wind the tape back
Rub your hands, load the reel
Some dusty old ghost of a memory
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
Switch it on and listen
Switch if off and resume
Recollect in particular
It's gone too soon
A passage you can't find
Motionless and staring
While the tape runs on
The best years are gone
Writer: Erik Laroi, Stephen Krieger
Copyright: Lyrics © PEN Music Group, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © PEN Music Group, Inc.