Too Slow To Ride

From the moment I arrived Until the day that I died I was selfish and slow Too slow to ride by your side But I was so afraid That I began to fade Now another bright has turned to gray And someone else's light will take my place And though I'm getting used to the aftertaste You know I miss your eyes I miss your face And when the sun went dead And the moon was up ahead I finally figured out what I should have said to you then And no one is to blame But we'll never be the same Now another bright has turned to gray And someone else's light will take my place And though I'm getting used to the aftertaste You know I miss your eyes I miss your face There's no use in trying I can't be what I was I can't be what I was Now another bright has turned to gray And someone else's light will take my place And though I'm getting used to the aftertaste And though I'm getting used to the aftertaste And though I'm getting used to the aftertaste You know I miss your eyes I miss your face