Somethings don’t come alive, until they’re already dead
Sometimes you see the light but it’s been gone for years

And I’ll never forgive myself for that
No I never meant to paint you black

Sometimes you’re holding it so tight
it’s falling through your fingers
And the bad dreams are bleeding through the night
bleeding into pictures of your real life

And I’ll never forgive myself for that
No I never meant to paint you black

And no I don’t want you to see me like I do
Yeah there’s so much more than meets the eye

All the things that passed me by
All the things that passed me by
All the things that passed me by
All the things that passed me by
All the things that passed me by
All the things that passed me by