'bout Half Right

Thought I'd hold your hand,
as you grow old,
figure it all out,
let time unfold,
well...
seems I was
'bout half right.

Now time presses on,
no respect for emotions,
no consideration,
no chance for devotion,
well...
seems I was
'bout half right.

Memories fall from sleep,
so bittersweet,
least those memories,
are mine to keep,
well...
seems I was,
'bout half right

Got to go,
can't stay and dream,
a new day,
who knows what that'll bring,
oh...
seems I was,
'bout half right.