It's raining tonight, and the smell of the breeze through my window,
it reminds me of when I was a child
And my mind drifts away, I close my eyes, it's like I'm almost there
Things felt like magic then And I think to myself
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23
Every day it feels more like the magic's behind me
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23
It was simple back then, looking out of this same window,
back when I was a child
Before my friends passed away, before my trust had to be earned,
and that first drink that lasted ten years
And I think to myself
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23
Every day it feels more like the magic's behind me
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23
Summer day's lying in the grass, the world seemed bigger then
I could 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 I was dreaming I can't dream anymore
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23
Every day it feels more like the magic's behind me
If I knew my father then I would ask if he felt like this at 23