Dreams of Youth

I should've known, I should've known

When I set out to chase you down

I could've done, oh what I could've done!

Had never I begun the hunt

I'd rather wash forlorn to adverse shores, than safe with my regrets at home

And watch another toil and row, to might achieve what I had hoped

Had only I'd the nerve to go

Instead of pining here alone

I'm wearing down from inside out but I'm not over you

I live without in endless doubt, but im not over you

But I'm not over you... yet

Any port in every storm will never get you far from home,

And lost at sea, I'd rather be, eternally, than never go

And even if it takes my soul, and everything I've ever owned,

just to keep this ship afloat, just to keep alive these oars,

then I'll forge on into the storm

with all the stars to guide me on

I'm wearing down from inside out but I'm not over you

I live without in endless doubt, but im not over you

But I'm not over you... yet

And I can't decide if,

most days I can't decide at all if I'm lost, if I'm lost

I can't decide if... oh am I lost? Am I lost?

I'm wearing down from inside out but I'm not over you

I live without in endless doubt, but im not over you

But I'm not over you... yet