younger days

In my younger days, I was a fighter In my younger days, I felt the fire Things didn't go my way I'd strike a match and turn my back You'd be surprised by how many bridges I've burned In my younger days, I'd love and then leave 'em Because I was afraid I wouldn't know how to keep 'em I'd trade my freedom for a steady hand now But I wouldn't trade the lessons I learned No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days Looking back I'm glad to see I didn't get my way In my younger days What's a legacy? And how do I leave one? For the children I might never have What's a purpose? Tell me why do I need one? Taking life as it comes ain't working out too bad No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days Looking back I'm glad to see I didn't get my way In my younger days No, I wouldn't change a thing about my younger days Looking back I'm glad to see I didn't get my way In my younger days The agony and ecstasy The joy and the pain Who I was would be proud to see The person I became In my younger days