In the waning days ahead,
I gotta look back down the road.
I know that it's not too late.
All the stupid things I've said,
and people I've hurt in my time.
I hope it's not my fate,

to keep defeating my own self,
and keep repeating yesterday.
I can't keep defeating myself,
I can't keep repeating, the mistakes of my youth.

In the dark of night, I might
be able to make myself think
that I'm still a younger man.
But when the light of day shines down,
there's no way to get around it,
I'm not the younger man.

I keep defeating my own self,
and keep repeating yesterday.
I can't keep defeating myself,
I can't keep repeating, the mistakes of my youth.

The choice is mine for making
a better road ahead
the road that I've been taking,
headed for a dead-end,
but it's not too late to turn around

In the final moments 
I hope that I know that I tried
to do best I could

To stop defeating my own self
and stop repeating yesterday.
I can't keep defeating myself,
I can't keep repeating, the mistakes of my youth.