Looking Back Is For The Birds

As I finally listen to the song…and take in the lyrics…I always read something in them.

The sense of an ending…him speaking to me.

What *ARE* we going to do with me? I don’t know, Jim…
I’m a lost cause. I’m sorry if I ever bothered you, or if you got fed up.
I apologise.

It was…love.

“Did they sing a million blessings
As they watched us slowly part?

What are we gonna do with you?
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you?
Come on inside
Looking back is for the birds

Do they keep those final kisses
In their tiny racing hearts?”

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