Twenty two years has never felt so long
Made mistakes I'm afraid that I'll never learn from
I still remember all the kids used to call me names
Ever since I've felt like some kind of disgrace
Haven't met a lot of people who have felt the same burn
Guess I'm waiting for the moment I can take my turn
I've learned to expect not everything's built to last
What can you expect from a boy stuck living in his past
Been questioning myself, I know I'm doing this wrong
I can't seem to find the words to put into my songs
I'm afraid of the change, there has already been too much
Afraid that I'll never get to feel the strength of a woman's touch
I can't describe how much time in a day I hurt
Some people notice, some don't, and I don't know whats worse
My head is filled with voices of joy and doubt
In my dreams no one's there but I'm still calling out
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Tossing and turning like
I'm calling out like
In twenty five years I hope to have my problems solved
I've lost so many people, old friendships now dissolved
It's hard to find the ones that I know I can trust
But when you're an open book like fire, your words tend to combust
I tend to recall those broken days when I was so young
And I look at all the mistakes I made and how it's all my fault
I remember how I was compared to now
I can still see my reflection calling out
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
I'm calling out like
Tossing and turning like
Made mistakes I'm afraid that I'll never learn from
I still remember all the kids used to call me names
Ever since I've felt like some kind of disgrace
Haven't met a lot of people who have felt the same burn
Guess I'm waiting for the moment I can take my turn
I've learned to expect not everything's built to last
What can you expect from a boy stuck living in his past
Been questioning myself, I know I'm doing this wrong
I can't seem to find the words to put into my songs
I'm afraid of the change, there has already been too much
Afraid that I'll never get to feel the strength of a woman's touch
I can't describe how much time in a day I hurt
Some people notice, some don't, and I don't know whats worse
My head is filled with voices of joy and doubt
In my dreams no one's there but I'm still calling out
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Tossing and turning like
I'm calling out like
In twenty five years I hope to have my problems solved
I've lost so many people, old friendships now dissolved
It's hard to find the ones that I know I can trust
But when you're an open book like fire, your words tend to combust
I tend to recall those broken days when I was so young
And I look at all the mistakes I made and how it's all my fault
I remember how I was compared to now
I can still see my reflection calling out
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Tossing and turning like
I'm calling out like
Tossing and turning like
( Nathan Dufresne )
www.ChordsAZ.com