I was wrong to say
I wouldn’t change a thing cause
In the story of our lives
The best of times
Through colored glass

And if you should call
It’s no trouble, no trouble at all
I’ll take out the sound
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
missing
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