Queensryche Bridge
(Chris DeGarmo) You called me up on the phone today struggling with the right words to say. Time can change a thing or two. Time has changed the lives of me and you, but you know... it could have been different dad. The word brings back a sweet memory. I¹m sitting on a bluff on a broken tree, by my side a distinguished man giving me encouragement, telling me I can, and you know ... you¹re not there. You say, ³Son, let¹s forget the past, I want another chance, gonna make it last.² You¹re begging me for a brand new start, trying to mend a bridge that¹s been blown apart, but you know... you never built it dad. So I sit here through the night, and I write myself to sleep, and time keeps ticking... Time has made you finally realize your loneliness and your guilt inside. You¹re reaching for something you never had, turning around now you¹re loocking back, and you know... I¹m no there. You say, ³son, let¹s forget the past. I want another chance, gonna make it last.² You¹re begging me for a brand new start, trying to mend a bridge that¹s been blown apart, but you know ... you never built id dad.
