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 oneBut I could hear you both
Oh, to be young again
To be loved again
Oh, to be young again
To be loved againHear it grow old
Hear the ones gone
Hear the leaving
Those that replace me
Leave you forgeries
Tricks of memory
The rest resides in hereOh, to be young again
To be loved again
Oh, to be young again
To be loved again