Every generation blames the one before And all of their frustrations come beating at your door I know that I'm a prisoner to what my father held so deep I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears I just wish I could have told him in the living years I wasn't there that morning when my father passed away I didn't get to tell him of all the things I had to say I think I caught his spirit later that same year I'm sure I heard his echo in my baby's newborn tears I just wish I could have told him in the living years Say it loud Say it clear You can live as well as you keep It's too late When will you die? We don't see eye to eye So don't give to the fortunes you sometimes see as fate Have a new perspective on a different day And if you don't give up, you don't give in, you may just be okay Say it, say it, say it loud Say it clear You can live as well as you keep It's too late When will you die? We don't see eye to eye I wasn't there that morning When will you die? We don't see eye to eye So don't give to the fortunes you sometimes see as fate Have a new perspective on a different day