In hours, still awake I to each breath you take And I wonder what you about
How far come we were young Our now undone So I what you dream about
In mind I might be Pushing to greater heights But Icarus, the flames are real And turn into nightmares
I know my might falter once up in the sky But I want to fall, I want to fly
I never saw as one who went outside the lines Our life's momentum takes us, and in an instant behind us
It's sacrilege to take advantage of the But what about uncertainties that work to our mind? If our perception us to go astray, Who can us try to find our way?
I never saw myself as one whose was just a race out of control But in the I see the lines grow deeper on my face
sacrilege to take advantage of the blind But what about that work to cloud our mind? If our causes us to go astray, Who can us try to find our way?
When I back on all that's happened When I back on choices I have made Should I regret the contours of my The broken that I have paved?
only given just so many sunny days We're only given so time to build a life Our choices all the way construct a maze And when our is up we could be trapped inside in fantasies and never to return
While we are building, tearing down or plans The days are vanishing, the world won't to turn have consequences, limiting our future And yet the weight of outcomes be discerned Make them wisely,
It's hard to around me now at everything I have And not derive contentment it all Dreams made real, and the future has played out well But is contentment the of growth? Could I have what might have mattered most?
You must have been something else you were younger You must have something else when you were free When all that you had was time and the of choices was yours And you me You must have been something else when you younger You must have been something else when you free When all that you had was time and the world of choices was
We spend half our lives bridges that our selfish actions helped destroy But it's still so hard for us to that a life is such a fragile toy We spend half our lives making disguises; we perfect and use as our tools spend all of our remaining years searching for someone we cannot fool
At day's end we'll throw out our disguises with to defend At day's end we'll pick up all the pieces and to live again
you look back on all that's happened, would you do it all again? That's the honest measure of our Knowing then what you now, would you choose me once again? the question carrying most weight at day's end
I know my wings have faltered up in the sky But even if falling, there's still time to fly And looking with at the choices I have made I know it's self-defeating to carry regret my grave
I that there's a reason why my road returns to you And why, despite the obstacles we both had to fight We both have had our doubts, but I think we know it's That you the best of me, and I the best of you
And all our struggles, and every time cried They're rendered meaningless in our 'Cause we're standing, and nothing can prevail Against a love that's to be
At day's end we put our disguises with nothing to defend At day's end we pick up all the pieces and to love again