Big things have to happen, but they need small things just to start
Put the key in the ignition, she couldn't start the car
Called a mechanic out in Gravesend, who made it even worse
She suspects her girlfriends been cheating, she thinks that she is cursed
Takes solace in the long walks, takes solace in the parks
Bush Terminal to Wave Hill, early sunrise to after dark
Big things have to happen, but it’s a little harder without the car
Girlfriend made them dinner, but it could only go so far

We all get worried sometimes, keep relaying the same lines
To keep someone else feeling alright, our feelings backseat to being polite
Because if she brings it up, girlfriend will probably erupt
So all the that time goes to waste, she pretends she's okay
When your car's broken down, can't navigate town
Take comfort in the greenery, just a small step from turning it around

Her girlfriend sent her packing, was beat to the punch
Moved in with her grandad, victim of the credit crunch
Still works in Gravesend, long commute on the bus
Less time at the gardens, took some time to adjust
Enrolled in night classes, to keep her sanity
She said I thought big things were supposed to happen
They never did for me

And when she gets home from school, she always loses her cool
Wishes she had just spoken up, before being left in the dust
Does her best to keep faith, Jummah every Friday
Full of many regrets, burns through so many cigarettes
Sometimes we all people please, unhealthy as it may be
Sometimes our cars will break down, making it harder to get around
So if big things come at all, then they have to start small
With long walks in the park, or classes after dark
She vows to never again, hold her suspicions in
And if her car breaks down, she’s not gonna bring it back to Gravesend