Here I am, in the same old clothes, looking back on my 
life 
‘Cos I'm here alone. Left out here without a home 
Take no chance, read between the lines, don't accept a 
way 
When she always cries, just try to read between the lines 
I tried to love you Now I'm here, taking things as I find 
them 

Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back 
on my life 
Wondering why . . . 

It's hard to see and to understand just a-what it's like 
Kicking stones along the ground. I don't think it will 
ever change. 
Can I find a way to the front again and have another 
chance to spend my life with you 
And now I'm here, taking things as I find them 
Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back 
on my life 
Wondering why . . . 

And now I'm here, taking things as I find them 
Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back 
on my life 
Wondering why . . .