Looked good from a distance, your smile was bright.
I lived in the shadows and I waited all night.
You danced to the music, it wasn’t for me.
I lived in that moment, was all I could see.
I see you years later and the dancing looks done.
The mood seems all angry and not as much fun.
I guess I was patient but it felt more like fear.
Those things that were far, all now seem so near.
Those things that I hold in my mind from the past.
The things that were first, now they seem last.
You live and you learn if you’re lucky I guess.
And it appears if you don’t, then you just fake success.