I was wrong to say I wouldnt change a thing cos In the story of our lives, the best of times Through coloured glass
And if you should call Its no trouble, no trouble at all Ill take 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 shade my smile
Im here once again And i deep, and I feel? and i pain So who takes the fall, that covers it all again.
Put it on the right track get it right back This is for my heart its too loud to stay apart So put it on the right track, steal it right back Its high time now