well if wishes were horses beggars would ride i d get past my pride you d be by my side i wouldn t be holding on to memories i wouldn t need them you d be here with me that i was separate and complete was my confusion my reciprocity turned out to be retribution so caught up with what i wanted you to be convinced that perfection meant spot free bwoy look at me now a shadow of my former glory and the moral of my story is it may seem i m holding it down but if you wanna know the truth i m slowly losing my ground if you wanna know the truth there s no one keeping me warm if you wanna know the truth i m only good in your arms if you wanna know the truth i miss the way you used to say i wanna bone ya but i have to resist the urge to phone ya you must have moved on it s been over a year and it wouldn t be fair to burden you with my tears i know i said i didn t need you and i d be alright but i got a much different story tonight i miss your laughter such a beautiful thing now the silence closes in oh oh aye just look at me now a shadow of my former glory and the moral of my story is oh oh keep wishing just look at me now a shadow of my former glory and the moral of my story is just look at me now a shadow of my former glory and the moral of my story is it may seem