Thrown out of his house in LA, Nigel rediscovers some old cine film from his childhood and decides to make a nostalgic trip home in search of his estranged father
Dreams of gold may turn to dust
For no reason or no rhyme
Out in the cold, your life’s a bust
A scapegoat for their crime
You draw your breath and put on your brave face
Once more unto the breach, dear friend
But love’s like death, you’ll never win in this race
Time’s up trying to pretend
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life
Looking back I just hurt myself
So I never even tried
But I’m so off track now with such a wealth
Of ghosts that never died
Round and round like a wagon wheel
Fallin’ down a one way track
My senses drowned I don’t know how to feel
I’ve got to find my direction back
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life
Though the world keeps turning faster
I’m looking for a way to rewind
To turn the tide and put the past
Behind
Walking along down memory lane
Is something I swore I’d never do
But I’m not so strong that I don’t know the pain
I caused you
So here I am a lonely stranger
A figment in my own life story
To be a better man the only danger
Is putting love behind glory
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life
Some things never change
On the swings and roundabouts of life