The One That Never Was

my hands are empty
the house is still
I haven't moved all morning
sometimes it feels like I never will

I must have walked this way a hundred times or more
I know every crack in this ceiling and I know every inch of this floor...

I used to feel better, but I can't remember when...
I used to have the answers, but I was a different man then...

what can you do, what can you say?
You stumble in and you turn away
no one to blame, no tears because
there is no name for the one that never was...

I... I don't know why.. why are we never told about the things we can never hold?

All the plans I've made pale in the morning light
and even this hopeful heart can't seem to make it right

Give me a month of rainy days
.......I'd walk a hundred miles more.....
Bury me in a cold and cloudy haze
.......If it could only make up for....
the one

what can you do, what can you say?
You stumble in and you turn away
no one to blame, no tears because
there is no name for the one that never was...