Edwin Coutts

Lyrics

Tearing the calendar page
Teasing the will to survive
How can she feel her age
When she's neither dead nor alive
She switches off the light in the Hallway
And turns to see a face at the door

Old Red, returned from the dead.
What a way to start a New Year.
One line, grabs hold of her mind
I'm not gonna let him stay here
And yet she doesn't tell him to go

Right from the opening day
He was always accident prone
Knowing that he wouldn't change.
She decided to go it alone
But once you've made a final decision
You don't expect to make it again. And again.

Old Red, returned from the dead.
What a way to start a New Year.
One line, grabs hold of her mind
I'm not gonna let him stay here
And yet she doesn't tell him to go

I don't know. Self-control
Where is that when you need it most?
Every time, a winning smile
Cuts through reason like a sword through a ghost

She switches off the light in the Hallway
And hangs a sign on the door

Old Red, returned from the dead.
What a way to start a New Year.
One line, grabs hold of her mind
I'm not gonna let him stay here
Old Red, returned from the dead.
What a way to start a New Year.
One line, grabs hold of her mind
I'm not gonna let him stay here
And yet she doesn't tell him to go