I was wrong to say, I wouldn’t change a thing cause
In the story of our lives, the best of times
Through color glass

And if you should call
It’s no trouble, no trouble at all
I’ll paint out the sun, back where we begun again

Time goes on, enough to let me move on past
But every little now and then it creeps on back
To shape my smile

I’m here once again
And I’m dealing and I’'m feeling a pain
So who takes the fall, that covers it all again?

Put it on the right track get it right back
A message from my heart its too loud to stay apart
So put it on the right track, steal it right back
It’s high time now...