There's and old box up in my loft,
Full of old schoolbooks that remind me of you.
And the words upon the pages,
Some of them have faded, they remind me of me.
I remember when we used to say
I don't wanna go to school today.
And there's an old shirt signed by old names,
Signed by old mates that I'd never see again.
I never listened when my mother would say,
"Count yourself lucky",
You ain't got no bills to pay.
I remember when we used to say
I don't wanna go to school today.
We didn't want to go to school, we thought we knew it all,
If only they'd taught us that life is too short,
It might have made more sense to me.
One eye on the future the other on the clock,
If only they taught us that the fun soon stop,
It might have made more sense to me.
There's and old box up in my loft,
Full of old schoolbooks that remind me of you.
