I've cradled the grieving
And soaked up the tears
I've heard vain attempts

To make up for the years
I'm a keeper of stories, row after row
If only you knew what I know


Sorry's no good when you're standing alone
Begging forgiveness from a name carved in stone

Speak all the words you've been dying to say
They belong to the living and not to the grave


A father's neglect
That can't be undone
The shame and regret

Of a prodigal son
Seeking a pardon they come and they go
I listen, but can't offer hope


If the hurt runs deep
Let love run deeper still

Make your apologies, don't wait
Don't wait until?