I could have done better things

If someone shut my mouth

Or somebody clipped my wings

So many wasted evenings

Talking the same sweet talk

Always the last ones leaving

Waking up when fortunes knock



I've no regrets no I couldn't think of one

We both kept the road

The road that we stumbled on

You and me walking home

Fighting the morning light

Just making our way through days

But making out like thieves at night



I can't help wondering

Can't help wondering why

I can't help wondering

Can't help wondering why



Sometimes you wake up screaming

All my life I must be dreaming

I've been wrong

And I'm not strong

But I'll be the one that keeps rolling on



Born to this generation

Never made to wait

Looking like fools sometimes

A couple of blind men at the gate



I can't help wondering

Can't help wondering why

I can't help wondering

Can't help wondering why