Carefully painted on the walls, 
obnoxious scenes of your rise and fall. 
It's intoxicating but doesn't feel bad at all. 

Reciting my mantras, chanting them twice. 
Watching the room grow dark through your eyes. 
You're drifting away and I can't pull you back at all. 

It's 1999 
I'm walking away, no sorrow. 
It's 1999 
There will be no tomorrow 

Mumble your prayers, whisper your sighs. 
Look how the light loses strength in your eyes. 
Those were the days of happiness and joy. 

I'm loving you deeply, love you fine. 
Loving the way it should be, child. 
But I'm walking away and I won't come back no more. 

It's 1999 
I'm walking away, no sorrow. 
It's 1999 
There will be no tomorrow 

I'm walking through the city-sites. 
looking out for you. 
I see you. you rise above the crowd. 
You'll tell me what this is all about

It's 1999 
I'm walking away, no sorrow. 
It's 1999 
There will be no tomorrow 

It's 1999 
It's 1999