In the fullness of time, when it's all waxed and waned
And the cycle's complete maybe it'll make sense at last,
All the strangeness explained, all the stories discrete.
Maybe then it'll all be clear.
I've got a Iifetime's library of unreliable mementoes
And I could show you one or two
If it's of interest, it'd be an education
For me to simply talk you through
How I wore my innocence as some kind of novelty
As if I didn't know
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Lay the fire down below.
All sense of caution was abandoned in the moment,
Our eagerness to claim the day.
The dice we rolled would take us anywhere
And there were no excuses left to stay.
This was the time, this was the chance to go
And do it in some style.
Just turn your face up to the summer sun
And drive a thousand miles
In an Alfa Berlina.
I saw a wolf high on the mountain pass,
The stars were tumbling end to end.
I knew I'd never feel as free as this again.
The sea below us like a looking-glass,
We drifted through the hair-pin bends
In the Alfa Berlina.
So very long ago, so far away,
It's all time out of mind
But when I think about the way it was
We were recklessly alive
In the Alfa Berlina.
In the fullness of time I can look back and say
I first fell on my feet
In the Alfa.