Story of My Life

I know you of old, you're the eye at the door of my dreaming
And every failure, each tumble in time, you've observed me unblinking
Every night, you're there
Just like the one before, one before, one before
Why don't you come on in and make yourself at home?
My door is open wide
And if you sit me down and run it back again, the story of my life
Then I might just see where I went wrong
Black-box recorder, you've got it all locked in your memory
Every misguided sideswipe when I was just trying to be friendly
Press yourself against the crack
It's always been ajar
Why don't you come on in and fix yourself a drink?
I've nothing left to hide
And if you sit me down and tell me what you think, the story of my life
Then I might just see where I crashed and burned
How could I get it so wrong?
How could I care for so long?
How could I
Never knowing what was true
This time I'm gonna listen to you, yeah
You're with me again, oh, that calm centered eye of my maelstrom
You're a ribbon of stitch-sky to lift me through turbulent rainstorms
You've seen my all
And still you choose to tag along, tag along, tag along
Why don't you come on in and make yourself at home?
I've nothing left to hide
And if you sit me down and run it back again, the story of my life
Then I might just see where I went wrong