I wonder, when did I become so cynical'
What's made me hate who I've been'
And why am I realizing when it's already too late'

CHORUS:
As I lose my head again,
I recall I have already made amends
But I think I'll never let this go.
With my back against the wall,
I hope I make this clear,
So please, just listen, and you might like what you hear.

Sometimes I wish that I could wipe my memory,
Cause all I can remember
Are regrets from yesterdays that are long past me now.

CHORUS

Rather than regretting my past,
That I've let hold me down, I choose to turn it around,
And simply learn from it.
So as I push on, with head held high,
Never looking back,
I wash my hands of the past instead of live with it.

You said, 'all things work together for good',
I don't see how they ever could,
If I keep my head buried in the sand,
Instead of letting You guide me with Your Hand.