Sit and think 'It won't be too long now'
Just sit and watch as the wooden clock slows
Getting toward the darkest hour, temptation's grown
Too big to hold, too much to bear
Hurt my love too much, too hurt to care
Wishful thinking brought this on for us to share
This is to make up for the times you turned to me
And I wasn't there, for the times I've said wrong
For everything I've ever done, this will make up
My body may not be alive anymore, may be gone
But my soul lives with you, through you
I will live on...
