When I was a boy just five years of age

I picked up a fiddle and started to play

Those were

The best years of my life

Picked a guitar back in summer ' 09

I made my first tune and wrote my first rhyme

It wasn't perfect

But it was all right

I wasn't perfect

But I was all right

It began to feel different when I hit eighteen

Made some new plans set aside all my dreams and I

Can't get away from the push and the pull

Of the waves crashing over my body and soul

Twenty- three and I'm not going back

All I carry with me are these memories intact

It's hard to move on when I'm stuck in the past

It's hard to move on when I'm stuck

When I'm stuck

When I'm

Still haven't found what I'm looking for

Still haven't found what I've lost

Still haven't found what I'm looking for

Still haven't found what I've