Listen to my heart as it beats for you And it´s telling you the things that I never could. And it´s laying it down on the line for you.
And the years are catching up, I can see it on your face. And the days of being young and free Are left there with the memories that blow in the wind.
And I can feel it coming when the Monday morning blues, They last all through the week, I feel it on Sunday too. And I can feel it coming when my knees feel weak And I can not speak the truth.
The days of being young, the days of being free. They´re etched upon my face in every light that you see. The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well.
What I wouldn´t give to live it all again.
The years are passing, every single day. Where did they go? Did you take them all away? Now I´m older and brave.
And the children, they all left. They fled their family nest. And now we´re all alone And the house don´t feel like home anymore, anymore.
Then I can feel it coming when the Monday morning blues, They last all through the week, I feel it on Sunday too. And I can feel it coming when my knees feel weak And I can not speak the truth.
The days of being young, the days of being free. They´re etched upon my face in every light that you see. The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well. What I wouldn´t give to live it all again.
And in my baby´s eyes I lived it all again, The fear, the surprise, everything. In my baby´s eyes I lived it all again And I wouldn´t change anything. And in my baby´s eyes I lived it all again And I wouldn´t change anything.