Photograph

It's funny how a photograph can take you far away
And make a moment int he past seem like yesterday
But the longer I see this world from behind these hazel eyes
The less I know this face that stares me back, though it was mine.
And like the blink of an eye it slipped quietly by
The life of a child
If I could touch the sun and take it in my hands
I'd hold it in the sky
And just stop time.
And lately I've been wondering will we ever see the light?
There's a broken road ahead of us and we're driving through the night.
And as we travel down this way and take the path unpaved
I look to my rearview and question the choice I have made.
Time burns, time turns a mountain into sand
A boy into a man
And like the blink of an eye it slipped quietly by
The life of a child
If I could touch the sun and take it in my hands
I'd hold it in the sky
And just stop time.
It's funny how a photograph can take you far away.