Many stand on the side lines Take the small steps and get left behind Others seem to rush through life They have every moment planned But never take a moment to hit the pause And see the beautiful unfolding of Who they’ve come to be
With a new age, comes new page to wake up in And I can only hope I get to wake up in yours Till we’re 97, sitting on a park bench Feeding the birds on a Monday morning Complaining it’s too cold & we’re too cold Saying all the little things we’ve said a million times And all the things we didn’t say Because we don’t have much time before we run out of pages And you need to know all the little things I didn’t say These 365 days
Like everything inside you That you can’t see I see
Like how I should know you by now But I know nothing about you Because you’re always changing But that only makes you That much more interesting
Because I cherish all these small moments These 365 days with you
I’m sure there have been days you wish to erase I only ask you never erase me from your life Because I’m sure someday we’ll be fighting Coming undone in a wildfire But I have no doubt that We’ll get home safely Cause there’s always an exit on the highway And if you can’t drive I’ll drive us home