younger days

In my younger days, I was a fighter

In my younger days, I felt the fire

Things didn't go my way, I'd strike a match and turn my back

You'd be surprised how many bridges I've burned

In my younger days, I'd love and then leave 'em

'Cause I was afraid I wouldn't know how to keep 'em

I'd trade my freedom for a steady hand now

But I wouldn't trade the lessons I learned

No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days

Looking back, I'm glad to see I didn't get my way

In my younger days

What's a legacy and how do I leave one

For the children I may never have?

What's a purpose? Tell me why do I need one?

Taking life as it comes ain't working out too bad

No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days

Looking back I'm glad to see I didn't get my way

In my younger days

No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days

Looking back I'm glad to see I didn't get my way

In my younger days

The agony and ecstasy

The joy and the pain

Who I was would be proud to see

The person I became

In my younger days