I could have done better things
If someone shut my mouth
Or somebody clipped my wings
So many wasted evenings
Talking the same sweet talk
Always the last ones leaving
Waking up when fortunes knock
Ive no regrets no I couldnt think of one
We both kept the road
The road that we stumbled on
You and me walking home
Fighting the morning light
Just making our way through days
But making out like thieves at night
I cant help wondering
Cant help wondering why
I cant help wondering
Cant help wondering why
Sometimes you wake up screaming
All my life I must be dreaming
Ive been wrong
And Im not strong
But Ill be the one that keeps rolling on
Born to this generation
Never made to wait
Looking like fools sometimes
A couple of blind men at the gate
I cant help wondering
Cant help wondering why
I cant help wondering
Cant help wondering why
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