Wasted

It’s the kiss of the tears, stinging and cold;
the sum of the years,
the story untold.
In the heart of our hearts,
the heart of the soul,
at the heart of the hopes and the fears that we’ve known —
know that we’ll know:
We were throwing time away,
breathlessly throwing time away.
Throwing time away,
recklessly throwing time away.
It’s the dawn of the day that surely must come.
Married we’ve stayed,
but look what’s been done.
In the heart of our hearts,
the heart of the soul,
at the heart of the hopes and the fears, that we’ve known —
know that we’ll know:
We were throwing time away,
breathlessly throwing time away.
Throwing time away,
recklessly throwing time away.
Throwing time away.