Of all the lovers come and gone
Hopes and expectations always on the run
Never one to put down roots
Never found a place
Always on the move

Music kept yourself alive
In the hour of need
A compass of your heart
Your dreams shattered by impermanence
You still got up on your feet again

A bunch of history you could tell
You could tell
So many times it just felt like hell
Felt like hell

After the stories we had to live
Our meeting was like a gift
After the stories we had to live
We arrived after a long long time
A long long time
A long long time
A long long time

Never been appreciated for what you are
Your self-esteem had let you down
But you just kept on going
Trying to find new ways
You on your motorbike
A rider on the storm

Love turned out to be a waste of time
Turning your jazzy life somehow into grey
All those nights just dancing on your own
To break the chains and forget about the pain

So many stories you could tell
You could tell
These days are gone
Wish them well
Wish them well

After the stories we had to live
Our meeting was like a gift
Together we look back on time
With a warm and understanding smile

On the beach we sit arm in arm
And the spring sun is so kindly warm
After the stories we had to live
We arrived after a long long time
A long long time
A long long time
A long long time

We arrived