Jeremy Days - 1987 lyrics

I wake up to a voice Comes loud and clear I'm listening Says 'you are lost my friend Now tell me you are' You're frightened by The sound of your ambitions And all the while Plunge into something You don't understand Just like a child Jenny called it speculation I call it luck Some say it's simple I say it's rough That was 1987 here comes 1988 There goes 1989 And again you're swept away In another years charade Well cotton candy And that thing called love Were here to stay But like those other fads They just got blown away The weather has been changing Some say it's hot And i'm tired of waiting But tired I'm not That was 1987 here comes 1988 There goes 1989 And again you're swept away In another years parade Here comes 1987 that was 1988 There goes 1989 And again you're swept away In another lost decade