The house has been sold and the coffee is cold And there's nobody in here but me The end of one journey's the start of the next And it doesn't cost much to be free. Here's a toast to all the years gone by. Let the ghosts that sapped our spirits fly. Open the door, leave the past on the floor And connect with the world at your feet Your life's in your hands, when you're on the free plan; You can face every face that you meet You're the agent, here's the world you spy. Close your eyes before you start to cry. Love never came to much, nothing I could touch Made me want to hold it Hope's just a way to cope, like a skipping rope, Packed it up and sold it. Faith had me for a time, never seemed to rhyme Gave it up for Lent, don't know where it went Joy, joy's a cuddly toy, good enough for me. Give me heart, give me hope Give me strength for the slope Give me all the lost time I can kill Be a friend, be a foe But be ready to go With me over the steep stony hill. Just be there when feathers start to fly Say good luck, but never say goodbye Love never came to much, nothing I could touch Made me want to hold it Hope's just a way to cope, like a skipping rope, Packed it up and sold it. Faith had me for a time, never seemed to rhyme Gave it up for Lent, don't know where it went Joy, joy's a cuddly toy, good enough for me
