Throwing Stones

Music by C Flats

I was much younger then, perhaps around ten

Just want to apologize for that part of life

There's no more throwing stones

Now that I'm getting old

 

Chorus:

Gotta get this off my chest

For all those things and all the rest

Gotta do it now before time runs out

 

Then I turned seventeen, met a beauty queen

Sorry I broke your heart, a little late but it's a start

My soul has really grown, now that I'm getting old

 

I know I wasn't much of a Daddy to you

Your mama had good reason to leave me when you were two

Now I look back at life and see how I could of done it right