"The Days Of Being Young And Free" <br /> <br />Listen to my heart as it beats for you <br />And it's telling you the things that I never could. <br />And it's laying it down on the line for you. <br /> <br />And the years are catching up, I can see it on your face. <br />And the days of being young and free <br />Are left there with the memories that blow in the wind. <br /> <br />And I can feel it coming when the Monday morning blues, <br />They last all through the week, I feel it on Sunday too. <br />And I can feel it coming when my knees feel weak <br />And I can not speak the truth. <br /> <br />The days of being young, the days of being free. <br />They're etched upon my face in every light that you see. <br />The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well. <br />What I wouldn't give to live it all again. <br /> <br />The years are passing, every single day. <br />Where did they go? Did you take them all away? <br />Now I'm older and brave. <br /> <br />And the children, they all left. They fled their family nest. <br />And now we're all alone <br />And the house don't feel like home anymore, anymore. <br /> <br />Then I can feel it coming when the Monday morning blues, <br />They last all through the week, I feel it on Sunday too. <br />And I can feel it coming when my knees feel weak <br />And I can not speak the truth. <br /> <br />The days of being young, the days of being free. <br />They're etched upon my face in every light that you see. <br />The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well. <br />What I wouldn't give to live it all again. <br /> <br />And in my baby's eyes I lived it all again, <br />The fear, the surprise, everything. <br />In my baby's eyes I lived it all again <br />And I wouldn't change anything. <br />And in my baby's eyes I lived it all again <br />And I wouldn't change anything.
