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.