Looking Back Again

Well I'm looking back again
There really is no reason
There was no turning in my head
No treason

Well I'm looking back again
The season grows kinder
I wonder why I'd waste the change
Going back to find her

Have you ever had a dream you loved
Did it ever reach your hands
I'm sure that you know
I never tried to understand

And this place gets so crowded at night
It has a want of tourists
Who come and stay a little while
And leave without notice

Have you ever had a dream you loved
That you couldn't make sense
Of the thing in front of your face
I'm reaching out my hands