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 feeling it coming when my knees feel weak and I can not speak the
Truth.

The days of being, 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 feeling it coming when my knees feel weak and I can not speak the
Truth.

The days of being, 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.