𝒜𝓁𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹𝓎 ℳ𝒾𝓈𝓈 ℐ𝓉

He’s gripping the wheel of that old beat-up truck, Knuckles turning white as he tests out his luck. Staring down the highway, saying, "I can't wait to roam," Dreaming 'bout the day he finally leaves home. I look at his profile, see myself from the past, And I whisper inside, man, this goes by too fast. ‘Cause I already miss it, I want those days back, I wish time would slow down and step off the track. These are fleeting good moments, so hard to hold tight, Watching my little boy turn into a man overnight. You might not know it, but before it’s gone down, I’m looking right now, and I already miss the time Yeah, I already miss it. Remembering the phase of the Batman capes, Building block castles and playground escapes. Now he’s talking 'bout colleges, futures, and pay, And I’m just trying to keep the lump in my throat away. I reach out my hand to adjust the rear view, Saying, "Easy on the gas, son, I was just like you." ‘Cause I already miss it, I want those days back, I wish time would slow down and step off the track. These are fleeting good moments, so hard to hold tight, Watching my little boy turn into a man overnight. You might not know it, but before it’s gone down, I’m looking right now, and I already miss the time, Yeah, I already miss it. Ten years old seems like just yesterday, Chasing fireflies as they faded away. Now he shifts into gear and pulls onto the street, Leaving footprints behind where my heart used to beat. Yeah, keep your hands on the wheel, son. Look straight ahead. I’m just gonna sit right here... And miss the days when you needed to hold my hand. I already miss it.