This Song

Sometimes I think, maybe too much
Nostalgia’s like a crutch
You can’t make good what’s gone bad
You can’t get back all the things you had.
Sometimes it’s just because.
It can’t be like it was.

Chorus
But there’s love. And there’s hope.
Going where you don’t want to go.
Like walking through the flames
When things will never be the same.
Glass half full. No glass at all
Feeling broken, but standing tall
When you miss her, you could sit and pout
But that’s not … what this song’s about.

Sometimes songs are like clichés
The only way to say what you want to say
You fix the things you can
And you take it like a man.
That doesn’t mean the story’s done
There’s still a lot of race to run

Chorus
Think about love. Think about hope.
Not getting hung with your own rope.
It’s grabbing life with both your hands
Not waiting ‘till she makes amends.
Glass half full, then it’s not there
You’ll find another, so you won’t care.
Even when you’re lonely, don’t just sit and pout
‘Cause that’s not what this song’s about.

Chorus
It’s about love. It’s about hope.
Not being scared to look like a dope.
You follow all of your desires
Without a net up on the wire.
Glass half full. No glass at all
Battered, but standing tall
You don’t have to miss her. You can stand and shout
‘Cause that’s what this song’s about.