He wasn't happy where he was today
He wasn't happy so he tried to get away
He wanted to be where he was before
He wanted to go so he shut the door
In his room all alone at last
He was dreaming of his past
Ooh
Ooh
He thought he knew of a way to go back
He got his toolbox and started to unpack
He laid it out and began to unravel
His plans for his machine of time travel
Ooh
Ooh
Trial after trial again
His machine began to fail him
Late nights and meaningless days
His future slowly faded away
The idea he once thought was great
Soon became one that he hate
His poor life it had passed him by
Ain't it funny how the time flies