12-12-84

12-12-84 Ten o'clock at night Funny how you can remember Certain moments in your life I wish, I could go back To take back the words I said Though it's been years since that night They still echo in my head Time is a teacher Oh, and time has taught me well What brings a man to his knees Is often brought on by himself If a second chance were offered She could love me like before I'd go back to the end and start over again On 12-12-84 A cold wind was blowing It whistled through the pines I told her, I don't need her And she told me goodbye I remember embers dying In the ashes and the coals And like smoke up the chimney I watched a true love go Time is a teacher Oh, and time has taught me well What brings a man to his knees Is often brought on by himself If a second chance were offered She could love me like before I'd go back to the end and start over again On 12-12-84 I'd go back to the end and start over again On 12-12-84