You've been laid to waisted. And the bad you tasted on your rise. You still pretend surprise. When the crowd has staggered home you're the jester. And now you're on your own. So you play an old favourite. CHORUS:. You must remember to forget the time. When bands of angels sung your prises. In the nights and the lights. Burned your name across the night sky. Those days are gone you're better now. Maybe you will find what you're looking for. CHORUS:. You must remember to forget the time. When bands of angels sung your prises. In the nights and the lights. Burned your name across the night sky. Those days are gone you're better now. Maybe you will find what you're looking for. You've been used and run around. Everytime you pledged your love you found. But your feet still off the ground. So-called friends have turned their coats for another. Who has still to learn the ropes. So you play an old favourite. CHORUS. SOLO. You've been tried and tested. No one's interested in your light. But still you need the night. Shine on accept the dawn. When your turn comes round again they'll sing alone. So you play an old favourite. CHORUS. Maybe you will find what you're looking for