Wishful thinking won’t amount to living
As a selfless person, or the honest guy
Week day drinking, a workplace demeaning
Every good intention for a family life
Remembering jobs, years lost as a father
Never learned how to speak up or say stop right now
Yesterday yearning, memories blurring
He tries to recapture it on the line
Time is ticking, years are passing
Faster and faster right before his eyes
Remembering jobs, years lost as a father
Never learned how to speak up or have it stop
With his children gone he sings this song
So long to good times
Bring on the goodbyes