You Could Be Great

Some days you aimed high
Some you just couldn’t try
Some days were golden
Sunday morning
Homeless church in the park
I watched you joined them
Aahh .And you could be great
Great .Great.
And you could be great
Great .Great.
Your father’s records
Gave you hope for a while
But you’re just maintaining
Then on some days
You see the sun hit the sky
When it’s raining
Aahh.And you could be great
Great .Great.
And you could be great
Great .Great
All the songs you learned how to play
You still play them by heart
I wonder what your old self would say
If you could see you know
The past is a record
A silent case on the shelf
Don’t always notice
When the mood strikes
You pick one out and it plays
And it’s golden
And you could be great
Great .Great.
And you could be great
Great .Great.
And you could be great
Great .Great.
And you could be great
Great .Great.