Penny Lane is in my ears
and in my eyes,
in my head and in my heart,
so tell me why,
she always breaks that heart
and makes me cry,
meanwhile back in the motorcar,
with the emergency brake on,
you just can’t get too far.
So, I blasted into the past,
to a simpler, happier time,
when there was no doubt,
that she was mine,
to have and to hold,
and to with, grow old,
older by the day,
and deeper in love.
So please don't wake me,
let me sleep.
