Last Time...
Lost...
Driving round this neighbourhoodSatnav homeward bound Looking for St James's streetAmongst the lost and found A crying baby in the backCan't keep his bottle down...And nowhere to lay our headsAll over this damn town We settled for the carparkTired of going door to doorThe one place we could have stayedHad no room anymoreNowhere else would have usAnd with patience wearing thinWas this how Joseph and Mary felt? With no room at the inn Last time we were in DublinWe laughed until we criedNot knowing that the next timeWe'd be saying our goodbyesNo more dancing in the ballroomOr walk along O'Connell StreetFor now, the waltzing's overUntil the next time that we meet The walls closing in this small roomAnd we are wondering whyWe are left here standingOn the wrong side of goodbyeAnd I think about the LiffeyAnd how she never will run dryA river overflowing, With tears that we have cried Some day we will go back againAnd walk those Dublin streetsAnd replay a million memories That just now taste a little bittersweet... Oh, for now the waltzings over, Until the next time that we meet.