I cannot live with this feeling in my soul

Where I fail to find any semblance of control

Days of the past are all that keep me going

I turn a blind eye, but i feel it in my soul

I'm coming home I've done my time

And you say it's too late to apologise

You say you're sorry, i say I'm fine

That I'm alright, yeah I'm alright

Just give it time

Just give it time

Just give it time

Just give it time

And what's the point if conversations got us feeling like we're wronged

Talking like two people that we're not

And does it really matter or are we wasting time

If I can't see myself in your eyes, can you see yourself in mine?

I'm coming home I've done my time

And you say it's too late to apologize

You say you're sorry, i say I'm fine

That I'm alright, yeah I'm alright