Copyright, Publishing and Licensing:  Tracy Howe/The Restoration Project
1191 Forest Edge Rd, Woodland Park, CO 80863

All Those Years

The wind is stalking in the mid of night
And my room is aglow by the candle light
And the fire is burning soft

I offer a touch to break the silence
Won’t you talk with me
There’s something in your eyes

I know there’s nowhere left to hide
I know how hard it is to cry

We grew up so fast, grew up so fast
We held back the tears and let the innocence fade
So hold on

I’m not fooled by your red facade
I know there’s a voice deep inside
You sit with me because you’re tired of the show

I know you don’t want to let go

We grew up so fast, grew up so fast
We held back the tears and let the innocence fade
So hold on

I refuse to believe its all said and done
I refuse to believe nothing is that strong

Lean your head upon my breast
Let me wrap my arms around your head
And weep with me
For all those years

And breathe, and breathe
Breathe the morning air
And breathe, and breathe

Breathe without fear