I could have done better things 
If someone shut my mouth 
Or somebody clipped my wings 
So many wasted evenings 
Talking the same sweet talk 
Always the last ones leaving 
Waking up when fortunes knock 

I’ve no regrets no I couldn’t think of one 
We both kept the road 
The road that we stumbled on 
You and me walking home 
Fighting the morning light 
Just making our way through days 
But making out like thieves at night 

I can’t help wondering 
Can’t help wondering why 
I can’t help wondering 
Can’t help wondering why 

Sometimes you wake up screaming 
All my life I must be dreaming 
I’ve been wrong 
And I’m not strong 
But I’ll be the one that keeps rolling on 

Born to this generation 
Never made to wait 
Looking like fools sometimes 
A couple of blind men at the gate 

I can’t help wondering 
Can’t help wondering why 
I can’t help wondering 
Can’t help wondering why