Out of all that I don't have
The one thing that I most miss
When it all comes down to this
Would be my lost innocence

I find it hard to accept
That which I lost I should have kept
Out of every thing that I had
I most miss my innocence

Imagine this if you can
Never taken that first step
Things would be so different
If I still had my innocence

Which makes me often wonder at
All the reasons that she left
And the fact I've not seen her since
I miss my sweet innocence

If I ever have the chance
To try and win her back again
I would bet all that I have
On both the red and black of my innocence