I broke down on new years day.
I mixed my drinks and I lost my way.
I walked past the houses of every friend I'd ever known
and I set off on my own.
If only I had known
that you'd been waiting in the street for me all day.
And they carried you away.
They carried you away.
Now everything gets older the further that I go
and I hope that someone is praying for me out there at home.
And I never saw you waving.
At least that's what I'll say
when they carry me away.
When they carry me away.