The Fast Times of Lance

Thinking of my past and I guess I was blinded
Thinking of how things could have been different but I didn’t try it
The clock is ticking and my future looms
Good times is running short, time is bringing bad news

Back when I was winning, I was really losing
How come I did not know who I really should have been choosing?
Possibilities I can’t help but dream, think, and conceive
Are they possible? I want to believe

I do not want to push or put things in a rush
My heart and brain need to learn how to trust
I know things may not be definite
I just got to learn that things will be, if it’s meant

No matter where we end up things can only get better
DJ Will you got to admit that was kind of clever
And really, we not that far
Look up we all see the same stars