dad (turn back time)
jones, austin
i look at your photograph
it's like i'm looking into a mirror
and it couldn't be clearer
the spitting image of a man
who got lost in this world
all i have left are the remnants of the past
i'll try my best to make them last
to make it out from that hell
try to revive your old self
but now i know the gift of life
i wish i could turn back time
you tried to teach me how to play guitar
and i wasn't all that smart
and to this day i haven't learned
and that just breaks my heart
the spitting image of a man
who got lost in this world
all i have left are the remnants of the past
i'm trying my best to make them last
to make it out from that hell
try to revive your old self
but now i know the gift of life
i wish i could turn back time
sprawled out on my bedroom floor
and searching for something more
but you clung to your addictions
ran further away from your three sons
i wish i knew the man who makes up half of who i am
to make it out from that hell
try to revive your old self
but now i know the gift of life
i wish i could turn back time
to make it out from that hell
you will revive your old self
but now i know the gift of life
i wish i could turn back time