Which Five Years

Another birthday, another candle,

Sometimes it’s hard to handle

The sight of twenty-five

Is it me or do the years just fly

And all my friends say

You don’t look it

They smile and tell me

I shouldn’t let it get to me

Ah, but it gets to me that it gets to me

And I know that the cold hard truth these days

Is that everybody lies about their age

Just four or five years, there’s nothing to it

But I’m the one who lived through it.

So which five years would

I lose Which lessons would

I choose to have to learn again

I wonder Just to seem a little younger

Which memories, which loves

Which friends would

I give up

And not want back for

All the laughter, all the tears

Tell me which five years

Now there’s been times when, there were some things

If I had a time machine,

I’d of done ‘em differently

Oh but now

I see that

I just can’t see

What to blame and what to credit

There’s just no way you can edit the shadow from the shine

You see it’s all so perfectly intertwined

And I’ve come to the point where

I’ve faced the fact

That it all adds up and

I won’t subtract

Not a single minute, not a single hour

If I had the power

Which five years would

I lose Which lessons would

I choose to have to learn again

I wonder Just to seem a little younger

Which memories, which loves

Which friends would

I give up

And not trade back for

All the laughter, all the tears

Now tell me which five years

Which memories, which loves

Which friends would

I give up

And not trade back for

All the laughter, all the tears

Now tell me which five years?