How long did you think it would take
Until it started to weaken?
And how long could you fumble and fake
And not see it was beaten?
And you crave for the other man's shoes
You break and you bite you black and you bruise
But this line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away
This line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away
And you've no right to act like the child
Who's been lost and forsaken
And you've no right to be angry and wild
At the choices you've taken
And you crave for the other man's time
You black and you bruise you creep and you climb
But this line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away
This line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away
The wind blows on friendship's young face
Look at it burning turning fading away
We all crave for the other man's light
We hope and we dream but we know what feels right
But this line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away
This line has broken
And what could have been saved has been wasted away