Sunday morning, the TV's talking to youSaying things you want it to be trueHand in hand down an empty avenueMust have been some rainy daysIn my memory the skies were always blueWhen I was young, I didn't know the truth behind your tearsYou were the one putting yourself aside for all those yearsEverything that I am, know that I owe it all to youTo youTime is falling fast, coming down on youI can feel it heavy on me tooMore with every year we make it throughAnd with every season's changeWish you'd let me share the weight with youWhen I was young, I didn't know the truth behind your tearsYou were the one putting yourself aside for all those yearsEverything that I am, know that I owe it all to youTo youI want you to know, want you to seeMaybe you won't ever believeEverything that I am, know that I owe it all to youTo youTo you