Lyrics
Every life's a story, some bad, some good, some seem...so tragically sad
So tell me your story, we've got nothing but time, and all night to kill,
Show me the happy, the mad, the sorrow, the glad, let your words paint how you feel
Just tell it slow, and I'll try to pretend that I don't know....
Because, in the end it doesn't matter, what you try to do or say,
The only thing that really matters is you own your own way
In the end, the only sin is living with your regrets
You'll never know, where it'll go or what's next, 'till you turn the page.
Once upon a time, I was a man, who believed I knew everything there was to know
So many days, I let slip away, what I saw was a man too tired, and too old,
I wasted my nights, I lost track of my days,
Now the tears, and the years, are starting to show...
In the end it doesn't matter, what you try to do or say,
The only thing that really matters is you own your own way
In the end, the only sins are guilt, doubt, and living with your regrets
Where it goes or where it will end, you'll never know 'till you turn the page.
Every life's a story, some good, others seem...so tragically sad
Tell me a story, we've got nothing but time, and all night to kill,
Because, in the end it doesn't matter, what you try to do or say,
The only thing that really matters is you own your own way
In the end, the only sin is living with your regrets
You'll never know, where it'll go or what's next, 'till you turn the page.
...you've gotta turn the page...
