tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
i remember that boy throwing it
high up in the air then catching it
while the oak tree leaves cheered
oh
look at me now all grown up looking back again
sitting here wondering where the time all went
what do i know now that i didn't know then
not much
oh
look at me know
on the fifty-first floor looking down on it all
with my name on the door and degree on the wall
yeah
look at me now
i did everything right
but i got it all wrong
heaven please forgive me for taking so long
you see
all that i've done it doesn't matter at all
it's what i leave here when i'm gone
oh
look at me now
where is that young boy i used to be
who was never afraid of anything
now i'm watching that clock catch up with me
and it's frightening
oh
look at me now
all grown up looking back again
sitting here wondering where the time all went
what do i know now that i didn't know then
tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
i remember that boy throwing it
high up in the air then catching it
while the oak trees cheered