In quiet hours, still I listen to each breath you And I wonder you dream about
How far we've Since we young Our now undone So I wonder what you about
In mind I be soaring things to greater heights But Icarus, the flames are real And dreams turn nightmares
I know my wings might falter up in the sky But I want to fall, I want to fly
I never saw myself as one who went 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 that to cloud our mind? If our causes us to go astray, Who can us try to find our way?
I never saw myself as one whose life was just a race out of But in the mirror I see the lines grow on my face
It's sacrilege to take of the blind But what uncertainties that work to cloud our mind? If our perception us to go astray, Who can help us try to find our
When I back on all that's happened When I look back on I have made Should I the contours of my path? The broken that I have paved?
We're given just so many sunny days We're only given so much to build a life Our choices all the way construct a maze And when our time is up we could be inside Lost in fantasies and to return
While we are building, tearing down or making The days are vanishing, the world won't fail to have consequences, limiting our future And yet the weight of outcomes be discerned Make them wisely,
It's to look around me now at everything I have And not derive contentment it all Dreams made real, and the future unforeseen has out well But is contentment the of growth? Could I have overlooked might have mattered most?
You must been something else when you were younger You must have been else when you were free all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours And you me You must have been something else you were younger You must been something else when you were free When all that you had was time and the world of choices was
We half our lives repairing bridges that our selfish actions helped destroy But it's still so hard for us to recognize a life is such a fragile toy We spend half our lives making disguises; we perfect and use them as our Then spend all of our remaining years searching for someone we fool
At day's end throw out our disguises with nothing to defend At day's end we'll pick up all the and learn to live again
When you look back on all that's happened, 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 my wings have faltered once up in the sky But even if you're falling, there's still to fly And with dispassion at the choices I have made I it's self-defeating to carry regret unto my grave
I know that there's a reason why my road to you And why, despite the we both had to fight through We both have had our doubts, but I think we it's true That you remain the of me, and I the best of you
And all our struggles, and time we've cried They're rendered in our embrace 'Cause we're still standing, and can prevail a love that's meant to be
At day's end we put down our disguises with to defend At day's end we pick up all the pieces and learn to again