Bridge de Queensryche

You called me up on the phone today
struggling with the right words to say.
time can change a thing or two.
time has changed the lives of me and you,
but you it could have been different dad.
The word brings back a sweet memory.
i'm sitting on a bluff on a broken tree,
by my side a distinguished man
giving me encouragement, telling me i can,
and you you're not there.
You say, "son, let's forget the past,
i want another chance, gonna make it ;
you're begging me for a brand new start,
trying to mend a bridge that's been blown apart,
but you you never built it dad.
So i sit here through the night,
and i write myself to sleep,
and time keeps
Time has made you finally realize
your loneliness and your guilt inside.
you're reaching for something you never had,
turning around now you're looking back,
and you i'm not there.
You say, "son, let's forget the past.
i want another chance, gonna make it ;
you're begging me for a brand new start,
trying to mend a bridge that's been blown apart,
but you you never built it dad.