Listen to my heart as it beats for you
And it's telling you the things that I never could
And it's laying it down on the line for you

And the years are catching up,
I can see it on your face
And the days of being young and free are
Left there with the memories that blow in the wind

And I can feel it coming
When the Monday morning blues, they last all
Through the week, I feel it on Sunday too

And I can feeling it coming
When my knees feel weak and I can not speak the truth.

The days of being young, the days of being free
They're etched upon my face in every light that you see.
The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well.
What I wouldn't give to live it all again.
The years are passing by, every single day.
Where did they go? Did you take them all away?
Now I'm older and brave.

And the children, they all left
They fled their family nest,
And now we're all alone
And the house don't feel like home
Anymore, anymore.

Then I can feel it coming
When the Monday morning blues, they last all
Through the week, I feel it on Sunday too

And I can feeling it coming
When my knees feel weak and I can not speak the truth.

The days of being young, the days of being free
They're etched upon my face in every light that you see
The stories I could tell, the lies are told as well.
What I wouldn't give to live it all again.

And in my baby's eyes I lived it all again,
The fear, the surprise, everything.
In my baby's eyes I lived it all again
And I wouldn't change anything.
And in my baby's eyes I lived it all again
And I wouldn't change anything.