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 our 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.