In quiet hours, still I listen to each you take And I wonder what you about
How far come we were young Our preconceptions now So I wonder what you dream
In mind I might be Pushing to greater heights But like Icarus, the flames are And dreams into nightmares
I know my wings might once up in the sky But I don't to fall, I want to fly
I saw myself as one who went outside the lines Our life's momentum takes us, and in an instant it's us
It's sacrilege to 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 our way?
I never saw myself as one life was just a race out of control But in the mirror I see the lines grow on my face
It's to take advantage of the blind But about uncertainties that work to cloud our mind? If our causes us to go astray, Who can us try to find our way?
When I look back on all happened When I look on choices I have made Should I regret the contours of my The broken that I have paved?
We're given just so many sunny days We're only given so much time to build a Our choices all along the way a maze And when our is up we could be trapped inside Lost in fantasies and to return
While we are building, tearing down or plans The days are vanishing, the won't fail to turn Choices have consequences, limiting our And yet the of outcomes cannot be discerned Make them wisely,
It's hard to look 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 enemy of Could I have overlooked what might have mattered
You must have been something else when you younger You must been something else when you were free all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours And you me You have been something else when you were younger You must have been something when you were free When all that you had was time and the of choices was yours
We spend half our lives repairing bridges our selfish actions helped destroy But it's still so hard for us to recognize that a is such a fragile toy We spend half our making disguises; we perfect and use them as our tools Then spend all of our 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 learn to again
When you look back on all that's happened, would you do it all That's the honest measure of our then what you know now, would you choose me once again? That's the question carrying weight at day's end
I know my wings faltered once up in the sky But even if you're falling, there's still to fly And looking with at the choices I have made I know it's self-defeating to carry unto my grave
I know there's a reason why my road returns to you And why, despite the we both had to fight through We both had our doubts, but I think we know it's true That you the best of me, and I the best of you
And all our struggles, and every time we've They're meaningless in our embrace 'Cause still standing, and nothing can prevail Against a love meant 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