tonight i opened that notebook
that i wrote in one year ago
emotion spilled from the pages
all the feelings i used to know
and since then things have changed
if i could i wouldn't take it back... no way
i'm still glad to be breathing here today
and i'm not scared of being alone anymore
and i'm not concerned with the possibility
of another girl walking out that door
all i have is now
and now is all i have
and i'm glad
and if i could go back
and find out what it all meant
i'd simply reply "no thanks, I'm content"
and if the problems of the past
could be remedied
and patched up fast
no thanks.
all i have is now
and now is all i have
and i'm glad
when i think about yesterday
tomorrow can't be so bad