In quiet hours, still I to each breath you take And I what you dream about
How far come Since we young Our now undone So I wonder what you about
In I might be soaring Pushing to greater heights But like Icarus, the are real And turn into nightmares
I know my wings falter once up in the sky But I don't 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
sacrilege to take advantage of the blind But what about uncertainties work to cloud our mind? If our causes us to go astray, Who can help us try to find our
I never saw myself as one whose life was just a race out of But in the mirror I see the grow deeper on my face
It's sacrilege to advantage of the blind But what uncertainties that work to cloud our mind? If our perception us to go astray, Who can us try to find our way?
When I look 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?
We're only given just so many sunny We're only given so much time to a life Our all along the way construct a maze And our time is up we could be trapped inside Lost in fantasies and never to
we are building, tearing down or making plans The days are vanishing, the world won't to turn Choices consequences, limiting our future And yet the weight of outcomes cannot be Make wisely, child
It's hard to around me now at everything I have And not contentment from it all made real, and the future unforeseen has played out well But is contentment the enemy of Could I have overlooked what might mattered most?
You must have been something else when you were You have been something else when you were free When all that you had was time and the world of choices was And you me You must have been something else when you were You must been something else when you were free When all you had was time and the world of choices was yours
We spend half our lives bridges that our selfish actions helped destroy But it's still so hard for us to recognize that a life is a fragile toy We spend half our making disguises; we perfect and use them as our tools Then spend all of our remaining years searching for someone we cannot
At end we'll throw out our disguises with nothing to defend At end we'll pick up all the pieces and learn to live again
When you look back on all happened, would you do it all again? That's the honest measure of our Knowing then what you know now, would you choose me once That's the carrying most weight at day's end
I know my wings have once up in the sky But even if you're falling, there's time to fly And looking dispassion at the choices I have made I know self-defeating to carry regret unto my grave
I that there's a reason why my road returns to you And why, despite the obstacles we had to fight through We have had our doubts, but I think we know it's true you remain the best of me, and I the best of you
And all our struggles, and every time cried rendered meaningless in our embrace 'Cause we're still standing, and can prevail Against a that's meant to be
At day's end we put down our disguises with nothing to At day's end we pick up all the pieces and learn to again