Wide-eyed on a dark bridge
Street light on the north grid
Soon I will stretch myself out good

You were leading the worship at the Temple of Youth
The sacrificial virgin was the Beautiful Truth
Bowing and scraping to the totem pole
This mash potato is the new rock'n'roll

Ooh I took my shoe my tiny shoe

I'm a man of simple needs
Don't give me your sympathy
Life and love, bread and wine
These are all the needs of mine

Of all the books I never read
Temptation I never fled
Of all the girls I never kissed
Opportunities I missed

Of all the movies I never saw
Hindsight I never had before

Of all the things I've never done I fear the worst is yet to not get done

Of all the fights I never fought
I've never done just what I ought to
I never found that thing I sought
You got away, I never caught you

Of all the sleep I never thought I needed
Good advice I never heeded

Of all the things I've never done I fear the worst is yet to not get done – and I say ooooooh...

Down the cold corridors and past the old clock
Back there in the darkness is a red rusty lock
And it guards the treasure of my heart in a box
But the tide is turning and my boat it rocks

With a lust for life and a gusty gale
That whispers:
“Gather together the four winds and sail! Sail! Sail!”

Your love is a voyage
And I'm giving you the helm
Though the tempest it rages
And they waves they overwhelm
We've set our course
We've set our course

I lose myself deep in this dream of yours
My body is still but my spirit soars
Now I'm setting out from these old shallow shores