I can't tell you how to turn back the clock.
Erase all those years, we had to grow up.
I can't tell you that I'll never change,
but somehow I know that I am still the same.
We all try and guess at what's meant to be,
but somewhere inside I know that this is for me.
What if I'm right?
What if you're wrong?
What if you hold me down instead of lifting me up?
What if we bend?
What if we break?
Would it all be for nothing?
That's a chance that I'll take.
I miss the way that we used to be.
You always took such good care of me.
Now that we're here, what's to believe?
Would you say you believe in me?