There was something else I should have said. How could I say? I thought I'd said too much. And there was something else I should have known How could I know? I thought I knew it all And there was so much more I could have had That I still could have If you give me time And there's a bridge ahead But I just don't know If I'll cross that bridge When I get to it You've heard it all before It matters to me You've heard it all before That's the story of my life Such a sad and lonely life There was something else That I could have seen How could I see? I thought I'd seen it all And there was so much more I could have had That I still could have If you give me time And there's a bridge ahead But I just don't know If I'll cross that bridge When I get to it And it's been so long Since I felt anything And it's been so long It's been so long You've heard it all before It matters to me You've heard it all before That's the story of my life Such a sad and lonely life But paradise is for the blessed, not for the sex obsessed Paradise is for the blessed, not for the sex obsessed And I never lied And I never cried And I didn't run I didn't try to hide And I never ran And I never lied And I never cried And you can't deny That paradise is for the blessed, not for the sex obsessed And paradise is for the blessed, not for the sex obsessed