(Chris DeGarmo)
You called me up on the phone today
struggling with the right words to say
Time can change a thing or two
Time has changed the lives of me and you,
but you know it could have been different dad
The word brings back a sweet memory
I№m sitting on a bluff on a broken tree,
by my side a distinguished man giving me
encouragement, telling me I can, and you know
you№re not there
You say, іSon, let№s forget the past,
I want another chance, gonna make it lastІ
You№re begging me for a brand new start, trying
to mend a bridge that№s been blown apart, but you know
you never built it dad
So I sit here through the night, and I
write myself to sleep, and time keeps ticking
Time has made you finally realize your
loneliness and your guilt inside
You№re reaching for something you never had,
turning around now you№re loocking back, and you know
I№m no there
You say, іson, let№s forget the past
I want another chance, gonna make it lastІ
You№re begging me for a brand new start, trying
to mend a bridge that№s been blown apart, but you know
you never built id dad