Seventeen Again
© Nigel Ratcliffe and Jon Horne 1994
 
 Well I'm sweet little 28 now
 And life is settled down
 9-5 in the lab
 And weekends on the town
 To my mother's every Sunday
 And night times on my own
 Paper punching on a Friday
 Sometimes I can't put it down
 
 You walked in and showed me
 I'd been kidding myself for years
 The life I was living
 Has fallen down round my ears
 Like a castle made of ice*
 Has melted in the rain
 The changes that I'm feeling
 I'm 17 again
 
 17 again, in heart but sound in mind
 17 again, seems better this time round
 Because this time there is you here
 I hope you feel it too, dear
 
 (*Honestly, he wasn't singing "eyes")