I can hear the choir singing from the top of their lungs
Standing outside in the cold wondering which way I should run
I thought that everything would turn out right
Now look what I've become
A man I wouldn't have respect for
If I'd met me when I was young
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
Trace the roots of old cathedrals
Just to see where they'd go
A maze of tributaries feeding
Where the rivers would never flow
Pieces of my life collect in the shape of a smoking gun
I thought that everything would turn out right
But look what I've become
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
All I've done and left undone
I will leave this firing line  I have nothing to rewind
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking
All I've done and left undone
All I've done and left undone
All I've done and left undone