Lyrics: Glassman
Music: Glassman
Arranger: Glassman
When we were young,ain't life a dream
Ridin’ bikes, eatin’ ice- cream
Broken curfews, chasing fireflies
Stealing mom’ s pie, and dad’ s ties
Schoolyard fights, and first crushes
Passing notes, and blushing rushes
Hopscotch chalk marks in the sun
Growing up felt like a long home run
In the glass,I've glimpsed my broken soul,
Life's a film,we're actors in our roles.
Apologies, like stars that hide at dawn,
I was the tempest, blind to your drawn.
I'm sorry, Mama, for my heedless ways,
Tears fell like rain, but I turned away gaze.
You fought for us, yet I carelessly spent,
Living life wild, without a hint of repent.
Regrets I own, for the seedsI've sown in strife,
You sought to rouse me, but I chose to keep my life.
Learning to mend, for the sake of us all,
Turning back now, to make amends for my fall.
Echoes of my voice, in the silent void I fill,
Loving from afar, not feeling the chill.
I took the light, left you in the dark,
In my quest to glow, our shared spark.
To thoseI've wronged, my pride cast a screen,
Beneath it, a journey, inlove's dream.
This song I owe, a whisper in the abyss,
In every false note, the sorrowI've missed.
With each chord that plays, to healwhat's been rent,
My regret, a shade, now by these words, is meant.