Bittersweet

Sold the little green house in the old neighborhood Kids needed space Found an acre and a half, four bed, three bath It's pretty great Me and Mike used to run every morning He's twice as fast and he's forty We'd talk about music and Jesus He always slows down for me I'm gonna miss this place And all the friends we made I always thought that I'd be glad to say goodbye When you find a dream, then you finally see That it's bittersweet, like everything That black velvet couch from my single days Sit down, you might never get up If it could talk, it would tell you all the girls I laid And it would say basically none I know that bookshelf is cheap pine Bought it when I was twenty five It might not be worth saving But I don't want to replace it I'm gonna miss this place And all the friends we made I always thought that I'd be glad to say goodbye When you find a dream, then you finally see That it's bittersweet, like everything Wish I could go back in time When my dog and my dad were alive Running through Veteran's Park I would tell my younger self it's paradise I still got the taste in my mouth Of that Lagavulin shot going down To the tears on my cheek when I held you near me I see it clearly now God, I miss those days Why'd I wish 'em away? Why'd I close my eyes, and pray from better times? I'm holding on to you, keep holding on to me The taste of bittersweet, in everything