You can drive in the wrong direction
And arrive at your destination
You'll be driving for a while and meanwhile
I'll be down in my old back garden
Waiting for something great to happen
We could meet up on the way
Here comes Alex with a tray


I get out of my depth
Until nothing is left
And it's only coming up to our hips
I get out of my depth
Unless something is said
If you ignore it then it doesn't exist


Time is called on the final after
When you go the wrong way round
You'll get there in the end


I get out of my depth
Until nothing is left
And it's only coming up to our hips
I get out of my depth
Unless something is said
If you ignore it then it doesn't exist


I get out of my depth
Until nothing is left
And it's only coming up to our hips
I get out of my depth
Unless something is said
If you ignore it then it doesn't exist