What´s the sense in looking back, When looking back can be so hard? Nothing there that you can change, Can only change the one you are.
Time and time again we´ve learnt, Tomorrow holds the golden key, The key to open every door, Keep the faith and you will see.
This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life, This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life.
So you´re older now, my friend, But I can see the child inside, Give the child some room to play in, Let him rest when he gets tired.
And don´t forget when times are hard, And gloomy skies are all you see, There´s a plan within the plan, Tomorrow holds the golden key.
This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life, This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life. This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life, This can be the best time, This can be the best time of your life.
So what´s the sense in looking back, When looking back can be so hard? Nothing there that you can change, Can only change the one you are...