Brushed away the cobwebs of my childhood hopes and dreams
Packed them in a suitcase and I headed across the sea
Nothing else to guide me but this tattered magazine
I read about the music that still means the world to me
But I surely know
Which way I wanna go
Inside my head
I'm indisposed
I need to be transposed
One perfect moment
That one perfect moment
There's nothing left for me here, frustrated middle age
I can't pretend I'm happy and god I miss the stage
It's time for new adventures, and it's time for me to be
Everything I planned on, hope it's not too late, we'll see

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