Somethings don’t come alive, until they’re already dead

Sometimes you see the light but it’s been gone for years

And I’ll never forgive myself for that

No I never meant to paint you black

Sometimes you’re holding it so tight

it’s falling through your fingers

And the bad dreams are bleeding through the night

bleeding into pictures of your real life

And I’ll never forgive myself for that

No I never meant to paint you black

And no I don’t want you to see me like I do

Yeah there’s so much more than meets the eye

All the things that passed me by

All the things that passed me by

All the things that passed me by

All the things that passed me by

All the things that passed me by

All the things that passed me by