Curves of the Needle

The curves of the needle encircle But lead us nowhere Neither of you were there You played to no one You listened to no one But I could hear you both Oh, to be young again To be loved again Oh, to be young again To be loved again Hear it grow old Hear the ones gone Hear the leaving Those that replace me Leave you forgeries Tricks of memory The rest resides in here Oh, to be young again To be loved again Oh, to be young again To be loved again