I wonder if I wasted all this time Marching round in circles, nevermind I wish I could say I planned it this way But it's not the truth At the end of the day things fell into place Like they tend to do Guess I learned a simple lesson If I must confess I can't live on good intentions Though I try my best It's weird how sometimes passion is a curse Often a distraction from the work Passion will fade, find what remains A constant thread A hope and a dream, a pen and these strings My daily bread Guess I learned a simple lesson If I must confess I can't live on good intentions Though I try my best I can't live on good intentions I can't live on good intentions I can't live on good intentions I can't live on good intentions