I wish there was another year, another time   When people sang and poems rhymed   My name could be Napoleon   A thousand ships      A windy sail, so huge and high   It's tall enough to touch the sky   It's beautiful but hard to find   But I just wasn't born in time      Walking back to Waterloo again   Where do I begin ?   In the brand new street   You can get a good seat at the end      I can dream of growing trees and things   That live and grass that's green   In meadows that have never been   But I still place my trust in the queen      What is life, when a man is pressured   Based on wrong or right?   And I don't know what it means   There must be more we haven't seen      Walking back to Waterloo again   Where do I begin?   In the brand new street   You can get a good seat at the end      Walking back to Waterloo again   Where do I begin?   In the brand new street   You can get a good seat at the end      Walking back to Waterloo again   Where do I begin?   In the brand new street   You can get a good seat at the end