I see you right through to everything that you’ve been missing It’s just beyond this door And if you can see through all the lights and grand illusion you’ll find out what it’s for and I say Don’t tell me that you’re sorry is that all that you can is that all that you can say? Don’t realize way too late the feeling now it’s gone but not forgotten. And I’ve always been a stranger, a wanderer searching in the dark And you’ve always been a victim, a modern martyr playing our your part I see it written on your face between the lines of last year’s anger. Don’t realize way too late the feeling now it’s gone but not forgotten. I know someday you’ll You’ll find out someday. Don’t realize way too late the feeling now it’s gone but not forgotten.