(I think Michael McDonald's singing the backgrounds):

"Slip into darkness, pull down the shade
Take it to sleep in the bed you've made.
Stare at the ceiling and start to pretend
what it to be to win again.

Sometimes you get and you don't know why
This time I'm needing so long I'll try

Talking 'bout the outside, Nobody wants to know you
when your'e outside looking in.
Baby on the outside, nobody cares about you when you're outside with no friends."

What is the name and artist of these words.

It's too late when we die to admit we don't see eye to eye.
I wasn't there that morning when my father passed away, I didn't get to tell him all the things I had to say. I thought I caught later that same year through my baby's new born tears I just wished I could have told him in his living years.
Say it loud say it clear...

Amb
Its mike & the mechanics 'living years'