Patterns

From the swing in the oak tree to a youthful June The place where you learned friends are family too Hear the noise in the hallway from your parents' room The place where you learned that they're human too I still don't believe in all the places that I can't see I still am hoping that somebody out there is listening I can't break from the patterns that I'm stuck too Nurturing human nature inside of you From the bend in the backroad sitting shotgun side The place where you learned patience could save lives From the side of a headstone in the cemetery The place where you learned what forever means I still don't believe in all the places that I can't see I still am hoping that somebody out there will listen I can't break from the patterns that I'm stuck too Nurturing human nature inside of you All the places you've been through To your darkest hour Memories that have shaped you To the brightest flower All the places you've been through From the sweet to sour Memories that have shaped you All the best are ours Over and over Over and over I still am hoping that somebody out there will listen I can't break from the patterns that I'm stuck too Nurturing human nature inside of you All the places you've been through To your darkest hour Memories that have shaped you To the brightest flower All the places you've been through From the sweet to sour Memories that have shaped you All the best are ours