Things had always been quite easy
I turned back and you were gone
Was just the ticking of the clock
Time was storming on
Storming on into the future
Storming on way too fast
Storming on without me
Leaves me staring at the past
I stand looking over my shoulder
At the times that had gone before
When you said it was over
I wasn't ready for war...
Storming on into the future
Storming on way too fast
Storming on without me
Leaves me staring at the past
I'm now on the brink of a battle
Ready to stand and fight
I have a few bottles of wine in the back
And I bet they'll last me all night
Storming on into the future
Storming on way too fast
Storming on without me
Leaves me staring at the past
