You can drive in the wrong direction And arrive at your destination You'll be driving for a while And meanwhile I'll be down in my old back garden Waiting for something great to happen We could meet up on the way Here comes Alex with a tray I get out of my depth Until nothing is left And it's only coming up to our hips I get out of my depth Unless something is said If you ignore it then it doesn't exist Here we go for the final chapter Time is called on the final laughter When you go the wrong way round You get there in the end I get out of my depth Until nothing is left And it's only coming up to our hips I get out of my depth Unless something is said If you ignore it then it doesn't exist I get out of my depth Until nothing is left And it's only coming up to our hips I get out of my depth Unless something is said If you ignore it then it doesn't exist