Oh, the things that we feel

Oh, the things that we feel as we walk through our years
As we look back and swim in our lakes of our tears

Oh, the things that we learn when we walk through our youth
As we loose our firt love, as we lose our first tooth

Oh, we walk through our days with our heads in the sand
How we look up and find we are holdinga hand

Oh, the things we see when we look in the past
How we always assumed that forever would last

We question decisions and analyze words
Of a time that is gone, that flew south with the birds

We remeber advice from a time so far back
And we see its a gift,it is not an attack

We envision the faces of people we knew
Wondering what with their lives did they do

We look at old pictures, hear songs we one sung
We discover the beauty we missed being young

How we never were happy, and never at ease
As we plunged into waters as deep as we pleased

To discover the beauty that was not what we thought
It was there all along, it was not what we sought

And we veiw our parents in a whole differet light
Though we always knew deep down inside they were right

Oh, how they prepared us for oceans and streams
How they taught us to swim and to follow our dreams

We look up from the water to see that we\'re there
And open our doors to the poepl who care

As we look back and swim in the lakes of our tears
Oh, the things that we feel as we walk through the years!

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