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 out 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