Triumph

Hanging out on the corner,
He's got no place to go.
She sits in an empty bedroom
Playing the radio.
Every day they're regretting
All the things never tried;
Every day they're dyin'
Just a little bit more inside.
All the lonely people,
Waiting all their lives,
They're empty and they're aching;
You can see it in their eyes.
Time is slipping away, passing us by,
You're wondering why but it's gone,
Gone forever my friend,
and it won't come again
So don't try to pretend you feel
Fine! Killing time, killing time...
You feel it's now or never,
But the words don't seem to come.
The fabric of your dreams
Starts to come undone.
You realize it's over,
Before it has begun.
You're reaching for something special
But that someone never comes.
You're on your own now,
But you're living out a lie.