When I think back to those days I see a child without a care in the world A child lost in his own imagination A life of joy and happiness
These are beautiful times These are the best of times I wish I could tell him Make him appreciate these days Make him appreciate this man Now I know what family means
Now it’s too late I can’t turn back the clock To relive the happiness To relive the best of times I’m left dwelling about what we could have shared And I’m sick of the heartbreak
It’s not your fault Too young to know what you had If only you knew how important these moments would be to you He won’t be with you forever and you took it for granted All that’s left are the stories I’ve been told
I won’t make this mistake twice I know what family means.