I know its getting late

but I feel I need to explain

all the laughter and the lies

cant stay the fear or hide the pain



somewhere along the way

we exchanged our dreams for selfish pride

there was a common goal

but somehow that vision has died



is it so hard to understand

the facts that YOU ignore

weve grown tired of trying

wasting our time criticizing

and nothings easy anymore



is it too late to understand

the writing thats on the walls

while we watch time slip through our hands

were deaf to our own demands

when the eleventh hour calls



I know its getting late

but I feel I need to explain