This is a story of a man
Who took for granted everything he had
How he let it all just slip away
Never to return again
Now 20 years have come and gone
But still he wonders what he did so wrong
And how that he can win back her heart
And finally step outside of the dark
He buys fresh roses every day
Her favorite flower, so she used to say
And now that memory's all that he has left
I'm afraid he'll drink himself to death
This is a story of a man
Who took for granted everything he had
How he let it all just slip away
Never to return again
It's clear she's moved on long ago
He still clings on to the distant hope
That she'll come back and make a happy home
For now its him and the bottle, all alone
Sometimes you'll see him in the yard
A lonely man with a desperate heart
He keeps the hedges trimmed nice and neat
To keep them the way they used to be
This is a story of a man
Who took for granted everything he had
How he let it all just slip away
Never to return again
A single dress hangs on its own
A scent of perfume, all he has to hold
A wasted life waiting on a dream
Hoping for things the way they used to be
This is a story of a man
Who took for granted everything he had
How he let it all just slip away
Never to return again