Well, you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind. You don't pull on the mask of old Lone Ranger and you don't mess around with Jim.

Bridges are meant for burning, when the people and memories they join aren't the same.

They wouldn't listen to the fact that I was genius.

Lost my ideals in that tunnel of time.

I've overcome the blow, I've learned to take it well. I only wish my words could just convince myself that it just wasn't real. But that's not the way it feels.

Moving ahead, so life won’t pass me by.

I've looked around enough to know that you're the one I want to go through time with.