Brandon Heath - No Turning Back
When I was young
I rode my big wheel
Down a big hill
No helmet on
I found a baby bird
With no mother
I took it in
Thought I could breakdance
In my parachute pants
I was so cool
I had no money
Never went hungry
Thank you
Mom
As we go through the years
Somehow those little fears
Grow into something else
Our older wiser selves
So now I play it safe
Oh
me of little faith
Could learn a thing or two
From who I used to be
I had no regrets
No big secrets
Except for one
I liked a girl
I never told her
She was older and popular
Our complicated selves
Each night I'd say my prayers
And He was there
I slept so well