Karaoké The Living Years (2006 version) Paul Carrack

Every generation blames the one before

All their frustration come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear

I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears

I wish I could have told him in the living years

Woah oh crumpled bits of paper filled with imperfect thoughts

Stilted conversations

I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it

He said it's perfect sense

You just can't get agreement in this present tense

We all talk a different language

Talking in defense

Say it loud

Oh oh say it clear

As well as you hear

It's too late

Oh oh when we die

We don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel between the present and the past

We only sacrifice the future

It's the bitterness that lasts

Don't yield to the fortune you sometimes see as fate

It may have a new perspective on a different date

If you don't give up and don't give in you may just be okay

Say it, say it, say it loud

Wow say it clear

As well as you hear

Because it's too late

It's too late

Woah when we die

We don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning when my father passed away

I didn't get to tell him all the things I had to say

But I think I caught his spirit later that same year

I'm sure I heard his echo

In my baby's new born tears

I wish I could've told him in the living years

Say it, say it, say it loud

Oh won't you say it clear

Listen as well

Oh you know

Mmh mmh

Because it's too late

Before it's too late

It's too late when we die

We don't see eye to eye

Say it, say it, say it loud

Oh oh say it clear