There is a photograph, I lie awake and trace it in my mind 
And in the dark, I see the color, though the day was gray and white 
I pass the place where we kissed, I see the leaves still falling down 
The day my heart came tumbling in, though your was the only sound 

    And I know I’ll pass that place again 
    And maybe you’ll be there 
    Me, with my heart upon my shoulder 
    You, with the wind in your hair 

    But now the wind’s behind my sails 
    And I pray it takes me home 
    For I return to face my sentence 
    For the once upon a time that I let go 

Pencil hearts on yellow paper, worn and faded by the years 
High school halls where youth romances 
But they were brighter when our voices echoed here 

    Summer days and winter nights 
    We drifted through the hazy, silver lights 
    Remember when  holding hands was more than enough 
    And love was something more than tears 
    Something more than....................... 

        Sometime, somewhere in the night 
        Face to face with her eyes 
        Turn around and you’ll see 
        The end is near, for she’s not hear 
        Was it just a dream 

How many thousand miles, searching for the rest of your life 
For something old or something new, everybody wants to turn back time 

    But now the wind’s behind my sails 
    And I pray it takes me home 
    For I return to face my sentence 
    For the years that I let go 

    And now the wind’s behind my sails 
    I pray it takes me home 
    Cause I return to face my sentence 
    For the once upon a time that I let go