In a bad dream I made myself a time machine
So I went back to see if I could change some things
Like when I was mean to that poor kid so I could fit in
And feel I belong, to feel I belong
I met my dad he was still confuesed yeah he still was sad
But I was unaware, adults seemed so strong back then
And if I changed that one day, would I still have my friends would I be so open?
I miss my home, I think we all miss that home
I went back to the first time I ever loved a girl
I remember holding hands as we spun around and danced
And when I played with my friends behind my fence in a world that just made sence
In our heads it made made perfect sence
I see my first kiss and the first time I ever had a drink
And I was so drunk I spent the whole night feeling sick
I see those big bright eyes staring straight back into mine
And I watch you cry