Year one

Was lots of fun

But nothing lasts forever in my dreams

And two

I followed you

Because you knew the way or so it seemed

And three

I still believed

That we would be becoming destiny

And four

I wanted more

But you were moving on to better things.

At twenty-five

And still alive

Much longer than expected for a man

At twenty-five

All hope has died

And the glass of my intentions turns to sand

And shatters in my hand.

Oh, oh, oh...

Five to six

A lie, a kiss

The secrets that were served we'd never say

Skip to eight

We called to fate

To live, to let us die another day

And nine

I saw the signs

Reflected in the barrel of a gun

Ten

We're here again

Those who loved me burned up in the sun.

At twenty-five

And still alive

Much longer than expected for a man

At twenty-five

All hope has died

And the glass of my intentions turns to sand

And shatters in my hand

Shatters in my hand.

From eleven, twelve I held the future in my grasp

And all through my teens I screamed I may not live much past

Twenty-one, two, three, four

Twenty-one, two, three, four

Twenty-one, two, three, four

One, two, three, four.

At twenty-five

And still alive

Much longer than expected for a man

At twenty-five

All hope has died

And the glass of my intentions

The glass of my intentions

The glass of my intentions turns to sand

And shatters in my hand.

Shatters in my hand

In my hand.