I was wrong to say, I wouldn’t change a thing cause In the story of our lives, the best of times Through color glass
And if you should call It’s no trouble, no trouble at all I’ll paint out the sun, back where we begun again
Time goes on, enough to let me move on past But every little now and then it creeps on back To shape my smile
I’m here once again And I’m dealing and I’m feeling a pain So who takes the fall, that covers it all again?
Put it on the right track get it right back A message from my heart its too loud to stay apart So put it on the right track, steal it right back It’s high time now x3