from the moment i arrived until the day that i
  died i was selfish and slow too slow to ride by
  your side 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 there's no use in trying i can't be what i
  was