Passed through Main Street yesterday and, oh, this town just ain't the same/ Looked in the window and it was gone/ All those tables I'd written on/ We're vanished as if I had never been there/ Like the poets and prophets who can't find the words so they stare/ And all that made sense has somehow turned askew/ I missed my chance with you

There were seconds then minutes then years that I could not breathe/ In the Pere Lachaise with the hammer the chisel and the stone/ Now I've bartered and begged for what I believed/ And I saw that the name engraved was my own/ Now there's nothing so peaceful as when I met you/ And there's nothing so lonely as when it was through/ And the words "I'm not here anymore" echo into? "I missed my chance with you"

Had love play so many tricks on me/ I've always felt cheated that you'd make me leave/ Like taking my sight after letting me see/ I found out love had something up it's sleeve/ Leave me scattered like leaves by winds that never blew/ When I captured the starts in the palm of my hand it was true/ I'd just give them back/ To you

I was seventeen, but just for one year/ I always knew one day I'd end up here/ And the sands have now fallen to the evening of my afternoon/ I was always so ready to stay and always leaving to soon/ And I don't want to think about it now, but I do/ And my spirit is restless, 'cause I know it's true/ I missed my chance with you.