As she walked down the street, the rain began to fall He called out, but she paused him by, like she never noticed him at all Then the warmth of the sun, reminded her of those days Sees her son in the face of a stranger, sat in the station looking at me She remembers the day, when things were going her way Only memories remain, of the way she used to be The way she used to be She stays home, every night, and exaggerates her past Now he knows, that Slim see a girl, and she lives alone in the booth at par All the old, autographs, were never thrown away She looks to the photo in the crowd, and then she decides what to do She remembers the day, when things were going her way Only memories remain, of the way she used to be The way she used to be The way she used to be The way she used to be The way she used to be She'll never go back again The way she used to be The way she used to be She'll never go back again The way she used to be