Letras
He sits in his wheelchair, looking through the dusty glass
To the yard where his children used to play
Out beyond the pictures of his memories of the past
That hang on his walls and line his window frames
As shadows grow, and memory fades slowly through the years
Two things in the glass stay crystal clear
Those pictures of a young man with a full life in his past
And the reflection of the old man looking back
Those pictures that surround him are the treasures of his life
His children and grandkids, his family and his wife
Campfires with little ones, fishing at the lake
He's surrounded by their love in tarnished picture frames
As shadows grow, and memory fades slowly through the years
Two things in the glass stay crystal clear
Those pictures of a young man with a full life in his past
And the reflection of the old man looking back
The only thing he'd change is how fast it all went by
Ninety years at times feels like the blink of an eye
Now he spends his lonely nights looking forward to looking back
As shadows grow, and memory fades slowly through the years
Two things in the glass stay crystal clear
Those pictures of a young man with a full life in his past
And the reflection of the old man looking back