Baby Grace is the victim
She was 14 years of age
And the wheels are turning, turning
For the finger points at me
All's well
But I have not been to Oxford Town
All's well
No I have not been to Oxford Town

Toll the bell
Watch the days go by
All's well
23rd century dies

And the prison priests are decent
My attorney seems sincere
I fear my days are numbered
Lord get me out of here

All's well
But I have not been to paradise
All's well
No I have not been to paradise

This is your shadow on my wall
This is my flesh and blood
This is what I could've been

And the wheels are turning, turning
As the 23rd century dies

If I had not ripped the fabric
If time had not stood still
If I had not met Ramona
If I'd only paid my bill