Parthenon Drive

There I am

Must have been just five

Five parts alive

On Parthenon Drive

Pencils and pen-knives

On Parthenon Drive

Years turned

Into an eight

And you made me wait

At the garden gate

And you were always late

When I was eight

Clocks hit twelve

And dreams will fall

Off my shelves

And off my walls

Turned into

A twenty two

And airplanes flew

When I was twenty two

And growing pains grew

When I was twenty two

Spinning round a thirty three

Trying to find

The worth in me

Yeah trying to find

Gave all the earth to be

Clocks hit twelve

And dreams will fall

Off my shelves

And off my walls

Revolving round

A forty five

Glad to be alive

Around a forty five

Yeh glad to be alive

Around a forty five

Here I am

The age of five

Five parts alive

On Parthenon Drive

Glad to be alive

From Parthenon Drive