Young and seventeen, pockets full of dreams
And the strength of several men
I never looked back, I never looked down
I never went home again
Of course I ignored the wisdoms
Stories I was told
Blind to all the fears and the dread
Diving off the cliffs into the great unknown
No place I’d rather be instead
Were those the best of my many days?
Running on rocket fuel
Were those the best of my many days?
While hourglass sand runs through
They said time will take its toll
And time will have its way
It breaks a man each and every day
We all stand to face it, no one ever beats it
Time always wins this game
Were those the best of my many days?
I’m not ready to come home
Were those the best of my many days?
As the hourglass sand runs low
How was it that she knew, there would be a way,
To make it through, and we never looked back, we never looked down
She said in time every cloudy day turns to blue
Now I stand here before you and look you in the eye
Seeing things I’ve never seen before
Each day brings a new day, better than the last day
Knocking on my front door
These are the best of my many days
Singing to my tired old bones
These are the best of my many days
She turns the hour glass sand to gold
She turns the hour glass sand to gold
She turns the hour glass
She turns the hour glass