Wasted Light
Ronan Keating
That time when we were crossing the Atlantic
The moment that we reached the middle
You turned to me and said something romantic
I've won the race and you're the medal
And all the ocean liners we were passing
Had nothing on our sail and whistle
And as the waves were rolling we were dancing
Like we had enough to lose a little
So sure we were contenders
So strong and willing to fight
But it's a long way down when you're far from the ground
And I've been falling most of my life
And though the sun shines on even after you're gone
I feel sorry for the wasted light,wasted light</