WASTED YOUTH lyrics: J. Morse © 1983 I - Prelude Don't you see what you've done Could you be the only forgotten one Doesn't it hurt to know the truth Can't you understand the way they feel Now that you've crushed them all under your heel As they cry over wasted youth    You don't know what it is you've done    You just sit there staring at the rising sun    Can't you decide where your life will lead    Take a break and relax before you proceed      You need to see what you do      To those who really care for you      Why do you push them all aside      There's no more feelings left for you to hide Can't I talk to you now? You have to, sometime, allow Someone to get close by your side You know I understand the way you feel Your heart and mind are spinning like a circus wheel And suddenly you break down and cry    And I know what it is you've done    You're just too sad and tired, the lonely one    Try to decide where our lives will lead    We need to take a break and relax before we proceed. . . II - Delusion You. . . always searching Looking for the elusive answer True. . . the end's approaching But you're encroaching on the dancer Walking tall with your head up in the clouds But so unsure. . . can't you face the crowds With your fears? Can't you remember all the years When nothing ever seemed to go your way? And the time had come to say goodbye To the ones you loved. . . you could see the end had begun Days. . . full of confusion Intrusions on your tranquility Ways. . . of seeing illusion The final conclusion -- that your ability Still survived, but you never got the pay You deserved, now the past has slipped away Through your hands as you travel distant lands In search of the things that you once had But you're growing ever sadder, day by day And though nothing is assured, you wait to hear the final word    Oh, why do you sit and reminisce    About the past    When there's so much left for you?    Oh, how can you let the world go by    When you have    So much of life left in front of you?      Is it just a passing phase?      Can you see those things through the haze      That tell you to leave it all behind? I. . . can see you running From something that you've never seen Why. . . aren't you coming When you're so stunning upon the scene? When you appear, everybody looks your way "He's the star!" That's what all the people say But you never hear, you're shaking in a fear That envelops you into it's waiting grip And buries you in a list of victim souls That never understood -- never accomplished all the things they could    Oh, why do you sit and reminisce    About the past    When there's so much left for you?    Oh, how can you let the world go by    When you have    So much of life left in front of you?      Is it just a passing phase?      Can you see those things through the haze      That tell you to leave it all behind? III - Reprise You need to see what you do To those who really care for you Why do you push them all aside There's no more feelings left for you to hide    Don't you see what you've done    You're not the only forgotten one    Of course, it hurts to know the truth    But I DO understand the way you feel    And I don't mind that your feelings aren't real    Cause we all still cry over wasted youth It. . . is about time You realized what you have done You. . . in your lifetime Committed the worst crime under the sun Can you do anything for your soul? Could you try? It's the one thing that could make you whole Once again -- don't you remember when You were the idol of a world And then one day you curled up into a ball? Now look to see the light And try to start again and do it right I think you can. . . I'm sure you can. . . Oh, no, I know. . . I know you can.