Baigi saulains man iekšā neskatoties uz garajām stundām laboratorijā un nespēju baudīt šodienas sauli . No rīta gan nesteidzīgi paguvu uzvilkt dūmu, Tomsona ielu lēnā garā mīņājot. Čiks vien palicis, prom negribas vairs. Skaistie skolas gadi.

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do - I wonder why

You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor.

Urā lirika vienkārši .