Texty: Dear Dad, Yours Truly. Making History.

He?s in medical school, she?s studying law
Their worlds are worlds apart
And you can see them walking by
Passing one another, they don?t even bother
Why can?t I find time? Time to do it all
Make a lot of money, find someone who loves me
Make everyone happy, happier than you
See destiny make its debut

But his story finds its way
To her story one fine day
In this story all will see
We?re making history

It ain?t life till you?ve lived it
It ain?t love till it?s lost
All that you?ve accomplished
It ain?t yours till it?s gone

This is what they?ll teach you
This is what they?ll swear
They tell you you?re a rock star
But nobody cares

It?ll get the better, get the better of the lover in us
And it?ll keep to people from falling out of falling in love, love

(Chorus)

In reference to those two
The end of day?s report
Yielded storms
But the sun broke through
When city lights
Blocked out all the stars

(Chorus)

(Thanks to Daniel for these lyrics)