Oh, one and one half years
You'd think that I'd grow up,
But what have I become I'm 21
And still afraid of love.
I didn't talk about it much.
I didn't talk about it at all.
I admit that's what I did and I guess that's what I get
For expecting something I never said.
This is my true step, my best foot forward.
Ahead shaky ground and I'm shaking now, but why?
Wel, I'll try not to wet my brow.
Still I'll always think of you.
And why cry when you have your whole life to live through?
And why when I'm hardly the same man I was?
If I were you, well I'd think about these things when I asked why.
Oh, history repeats and I'd say I've learned it well
Because I know that I have made the same mistakes again.
You see the ties we bind unwind like laces of shoes or boots.
But still we walk, trudging on with grudges like our blister paws
Until callously our feet just walk them off.
Well, why cry when you have your whole life to live through?
And why when I'm hardly the same man I was?
If I were you, well I'd think about these things when i asked why.
And if that's not enough
To fill up my cup that I poured out,
Well that's tough, I know it's tough.
But it's all that I have,
So I hope it's enough.
This is my true step my best foot forward.
Ahead shaky ground, and through it I will
think of you and ask why.