Pa**ed through Main Street yesterday and, oh, this town just ain't the same.
Looked in the window and it was gone. All those tables I'd written on
Were vainished as if I had never been there.
Like poets and prophets who can't find the words so they stare
And all that made sense has somehow turned askew
I missed my chance with you
There were seconds then minutes then years that I could not breath
In the Pere Lachaise with the hammer the chisel and the stone
Now I've bartered and begged for what I believed
And I saw that the name engraved was my own
Now there's nothing so peaceful as when I met you
And there's nothing so lonely as when it was through
And the words, "I'm not here anymore," echo into:
I missed my chance with you
Had love play so many tricks on me.
I've always felt cheated that you'd make me leave.
Like taking my sight after letting me see.
I found out love had something up it's sleeve.
Leave me scattered like leaves by winds that never blew
When I captured the starts in the palm of my hand it was true
I'd just give them back
To you
I was seventeen, but just for one year
I always knew one day I'd end up here.
And the sands have now fallen to the evening of my afternoon
I was always so ready to stay and always leaving too soon
And I don't want to think about it now, but I do.
And my spirit is restless, 'cause I know it's true.
I missed my chance with you.