Lyrics:
The curves of the needle encircleBut lead us nowhereNeither of you were thereYou played to no oneYou listened to no oneBut I could hear you bothOh, to be young againTo be loved againOh, to be young againTo be loved againHear it grow oldHear the ones goneHear the leavingThose that replace meLeave you forgeriesTricks of memoryThe rest resides in hereOh, to be young againTo be loved againOh, to be young againTo be loved again