There's something about the past
That haunts me
Taunts me
Wants me
To crawl away and hide
Why do these memories last?
To scorn me
Mourn me
Warn me
To keep my history inside

Cos there were more happy times
Than there ever were the blues
And hope I could always find
Love would come I always knew

There's something about the night
That scares me
Tears me
Dares me
To self-destruct and run
Why does the darkness bite?
And cage me
Age me
Enrage me
To regret what I have done

Cos there were more successes
Than failures I am sure
And joy I could always find
Deep down in a heart once pure

There's something about the past
(These nightmares will not win)
There's something about the past
(These nightmares will not win)
There's something about the past
But my future's about to begin
 
There's something about the past
That haunts me
Taunts me
Wants me
To crawl away and hide
Why do these memories last?
To scorn me
Mourn me
Warn me
To keep my history inside

There's something about the past
There's something about the past
There's something about the past