

(ooh-ooh) October light across the kitchen floor
Just like the afternoon we had before
The kettle whistles on the second ring
Funny how the seasons do the same old thing
Nothing is broken,
nothing is new
Just a little softer
around the view
Same as last time,
same as last year
Only now the water running clear
We keep returning to the very same track
Older and kinder on the road heading back (yeah,
on the road heading back)
Your winter jacket hanging by the door
A little faded, but it holds you more
We walked the circle round the frozen park
Watching the daylight giving up to dark
Nothing was taken,
nothing was lost
Just another river
we already crossed
Same as last time,
same as last year
Only now the water running clear
We keep returning to the very same track
Older and kinder on the road heading back
(ah-ah,
heading back)
Time doesn't wash it clean
It just colors in between
Every corner that we used to fear
Looks so gentle from here
Same as last time,
same as last year
Only now the water running clear
We keep returning to the very same track
Older and kinder on the road heading back
(older and kinder) (heading
back)
Same as last time (same as last year)