Wouldn't It Be Nice To Be Proud

Now I've found a little time to take a look back
From the caboose and follow the tracks of my life
They're tangled about lyin' true

And I know it's just me, my point of view
Those are the important too
I don't need to check with the crowd

Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?

A door was open into the night
I jumped through and turned on the light
I started to see though it wasn't that bright

I saw an island sky but it wasn't all blue
My answers weren't right but I didn't wanna lose
So I'd put up a fight and screamed out loud

Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?

And when it all is clear
Your time to repair disappears
Taking with it chances left untried

I see my friend huddled together
Tryin' to stay warm in nasty weather
We'd beat the odds whenever they'd call

And all the jokes that I played on my friends
Never did get me in the end
I guess I was given more than allowed

Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?

And when it all is clear
Your time to repair disappears
Taking with it chances left untried