Broken Door - Bedlight for Blue Eyes

It’s raining tonight

And the smell of the breeze through my window

Oh it reminds me of when I was a child, oh

Am I lying just awake

I close my eyes, it’s like I’m almost there

Things felt like magic then

And I think (and I think)

And I think to myself

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Everyday it seems more like all magic’s behind me

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

It was simple back then

Looking out of this same window

Oh, back when I was a child

Before my friends past away

Before my trust had to be earned

And that first drink that lasted ten years

And I think (and I think)

And I think to myself

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Everyday it seems more like all magic’s behind me

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Summer days lying in the grass

The world seemed bigger then

I can never find a word for that feeling until she told me her name

It’s what perfect means to me

She smiled at me last night

Rubbing her finger in the palm of her hand

That’s when I knew that I was dreaming

I can’t dream anymore

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Everyday it seems more like all magic’s behind me

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Like twenty three

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Everyday is seems more like all magic’s behind me

If I knew my father then I would ask

If it felt like this at twenty three

Hey eh eh…