I didn't notice till she had already gone I stayed to listen to the whole of the song So I walk Home at last Telling myself I'm a victim of chance I will not be blamed Photographed and made To walk the paths I laid in my childhood Now there was something I was going to say I was distracted, and it drifted away As I walk Slow my pace I find I can't even picture your face I will not be blamed Photographed and made To walk the paths I made in my childhood