Waste Wanting

I spent so much of my childhood so desperate to win the love of my dad, that I missed the fact that my real Father was always by my side.

Oh I I could have all my time o'er again
If I were a young'en, if I were ten
I'd spend all my days climbing trees on the farm
Id Not waste my time wanting some young mans arm

Oh if I were young again
If I'd more time
I wouldn't waste wanting for things that aren't mine

Oh If I could have my life o'er one more time
Oh if I were young again, If I were nine
I'd spend all my days with the loved ones I had
not wasting time wanting for my absent dad

Oh if I were young again
If I'd more time
I wouldn't waste wanting for things that aren't mine

If I could have my time o'er I'd not wait
oh if I could relive the year that I was eight
I'd spend all my time in the hands of my friends
Not trying to hide from the hands of old men

Oh if I were young again
If I'd more time
I wouldn't waste wanting for things that aren't mine

Oh if I could have my time o'er again
I'd lean on my loved ones and cherish my friends
I'd see that my footsteps had company grand
And know my true father was holding my hand

Oh if I were young again
If I'd more time
I wouldn't waste wanting for things that aren't mine

Oh if I were young again
If I'd more time
I wouldn't waste wanting for things that aren't mine

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