Left Undone

　　Left Undone-Jars Of Clay

　　I can hear the choir singing from the top of their lungs

　　Standing outside in the cold wondering which way I should run

　　I thought that everything would turn out right,

　　now look what I’ve become

　　A man I wouldn’t have respect for

　　if I’d met me when I was young

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　Trace the roots of old cathedrals

　　just to see where they’d go

　　A maze of tributaries feeding

　　where the rivers would never flow

　　Pieces of my life collect in the shape of a smoking gun

　　I thought that everything would turn out right

　　but look what I’ve become

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　All I’ve done and left undone

　　I will leave this firing line, I have nothing to rewind

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　I will try to make up for lost time forsaking

　　all I’ve done and left undone

　　All I’ve done and left undone,

　　all I’ve done and left undone