| Could I have done something?
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| Would you have stayed?
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| I think day one was already too late
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| I slept right through it and I never knew
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| That I was losing you all along
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| Our promises weighed in the same, ounce for ounce
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| But none of it stayed in, so none of it counts
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| While I was waiting while you were away
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| I was losing you all along
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| There were things I listened to, but sounded wrong
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| And I couldn’t notice what was so strong
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| But at the time seemed almost nothing
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| And you told me not to worry about it
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| Then time went on and I was losing you all along
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| Heard this thing’s red
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| The rest is blue
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| Heard that you’re sweet
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| And so are you
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| Just another thing to do
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| Somebody strings someone along
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| Someone looking at me wrong
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| They’re seeing me and you
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| The way I must have wanted to
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| But while I was losing you all along
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| And I wonder if I knew if something had been done
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| There could have been chances
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| But now they’re gone just like you
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| They wouldn’t stay still
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| And I picture you counting the days 'til
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| I’d be gone while I was losing you all along
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| And I never know what I’m gonna turn into
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| All I know is that I’ve been too often wrong
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| I was losing you all along |