I look back on decisions of past, way too much
And sometimes who I am feels out of touch, with who I am
But my opinions they've been changing by the day, and who's to say
If I had it right or got it wrong, either way the moments gone
And I can't fix it if I tried, just wish that I could keep my eyes from rolling backwards
Hindsight puts it in a different view, out of reach of the former you and
Memory will play its games, it has a way of trading blame
Is it me or is it time, has the past been keeping me blind?
Well I can't see, decisions I had, make me feel bad, cause I no longer believe
In the petty things that kept me away, nights that I would pray
For a change that only I could make
But that first step is so hard to take
And I can't fix it if I tried, just wish that I could keep my eyes from rolling backwards
Hindsight puts it in a different view, out of reach of the former you and
Memory will play its games, it has a way of trading blame
Is it me or is it time, has the past been keeping me blind?
Yea is it me or is it time? The past gonna keep me blind
Just wish that I could keep my eyes from rolling backward
