Time waits for no man, and man I've no time
My mum says I look like my Dad with this haircut
And last week Lou and me said we'd get married
I remember her cleaning her flat way back on her last day of Uni
And well before that, I remember not knowing her at all
All of this means nothing
But all of this nothing means a lot to me
Now I'm pushing thirty, times pushing on
My Grans asked God to spare her from the day I was born
Last week seems like forever ago, I can't recall last week at all