i see you right through to everything
that you ve been missing
it s just beyond this door
and if you can see through all the lights
and grand illusion you ll find out what it s for
and I say, don t tell me that you re sorry
is that all that you can, is that all that you can say?
don t realize way too late the feeling
now it s gone but not forgotten
and i ve always been a stranger
a wanderer searching in the dark
and you ve always been a victim
a modern martyr playing out your part
i see it written on your face
between the lines of last year s anger
don t realize way too late the feeling
now it s gone but not forgotten
i know someday you ll
you ll find out, someday
don t realize way too late the feeling
now it s gone but not forgotten