It would have been a waste to just let it all go.
Vaporized in ignorance, it's beauty never shown.
Oh so many things are put to waste this way,
with a heart of stone that gets colder day by day.
I didn't have the time to write this song at all.
So it may seem to you a little bit off the wall.

It's been ages since a song wandered through my head.
I tried to catch it quick, just before it fled.
Baffled as I was I could only gaze.
Angry with myself clearing up the haze.
Luckily I could, just watch its tail die out.
Reminding me of what, it was all about.

From this slight idea I built it up again.
Reconstruct the dream to what it was back then.
Bit by bit it came oh so very clear,
that it had been a waste to let it disappear.
Happy as I felt to have saved this song,
I was still not sure where it all went wrong.

Sing a song about the past, to remind you of what didn't last,
and all the dreams that don't come true, they never will, they never do.