Child Of The Past

Blue skies in mornings. It’s like dreaming.
Cold ice in mountains. It’s freezing.
Sailors are on their way out.
They’re feeling.
Green trees sway trough the seasons.
Old boats are rocking shallow.
It’s a timeless pleasure.
For you and for me.
But all these memories that we have are
locked in our heads. Like a child of the past.
In the end it’s what you are. It’s what you
did and what you got, so would you do it all
again, so would you do it all again?
Will you ever regret that your life has ended
bad? Or would you do it all again? Or would
you do it all again?
Cause in the night you’re one bright star
that looks down to where we are.
I would do it all again.
Blue skies in mornings. I’m still dreaming.
Cold ice in mountains. I’m still freezing.
What would you do if time stands still?
So breathless.
Is life moving like a mill?
Question everything.
And all these memories that we have are
locked in our heads. Like a child of the past.
In the end it’s what you are. It’s what you
did and what you got, so would you do it all
again, so would you do it all again?
Will you ever regret that your life has ended
bad? Or would you do it all again? Or would
you do it all again?
Cause in the night you’re one bright star
that looks down to where we are.
And I would do it all again.