If I could go back in time I'd tell myself
That it'll all work out in the end
That winters come and summers go just like they did back then
You'll make mistakes
You'll bump your head
But I bet that it'll all work out in the end
We've traveled miles along these roads that you now call home
Idols false and hero's dead
We learn to love and learn to grow
Though at times we may be misled
When I rest my eyes at the end of this path
My words I've left will make up for time I could not spend
For in these songs I've left my breath
If it's all the same in the end