If I had the power to turn back the clock,
Go back to the house at the end of the block,
The house that was home when I was a kid,
If I could be back there at my mother's knee,
And hear once again all the things she told me,
I'd listen as I never listened before,
For she knew so well just what life had in store.
And all the advice my dad used to give,
His voice I'll remember as long as I live,
But it didn't seem really important then.
What I'd give just to live all over again.
And what I'd give for the chance I once had,
To do so much more for my mother and dad,
To give them more joy and a little less pain,
But the years roll on and we cannot go back,
Whether we were born in a mansion or in a shack.
But we can start right now in the hour that's here,
To do something more for the ones we hold dear.
And since time in its flight is traveling fast,
Let's not spend it regretting that which is past,
But let's make tomorrow a happier day
By doing our "good to others" today.