PastPastWell now, let me tell you about that pastPast is filled with silent joys and broken toysLaughing girls and teasing boysWas I ever in love?I called it love, I mean, it felt like loveThere were moments whenWell, there were moments whenPresentGo out with you?Why notDo I like to dance?Of courseTake a walk along the beach tonight?I'd love to
Don't try to touch meDon't try to touch me'Cause that will never, happen, againShall we dance?
The futureTomorrow?Well, tomorrow's a long way offMaybe someday I'll have somebody's handMaybe somewhere someone will understandYou know I used to singA tisket, a tasket, a green and yellow basketI'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm going to fall in loveBut at the moment it doesn't look goodAt the moment it will never happen againI don't think it will ever happen again