In the days of my youth

I remember the times shared with my father

He would show me the ways of life

Teach me right from wrong

I could still trace the smile on his face

Though with time it keeps getting harder

I keep hearing his voice calling out

Memories linger on

And if ever there was a chance

I'd do it all again

I'd turn back the 'hands of all time'

If only I could know when

Crying hearts echo through mountains

Losing hope in all their existence

When I turn back to look

At the photograph book

Of me and my father

I can't help but crack a smile

He always did that to me

And through all of the years

I could still feel the tears

Shared for each other

If there's one thing I've always recalled

The way we used to be

I remember the day he died

His spirit came to me

He told me that life travels on

And he would travel with me

Crying hearts echo through mountains

Losing hope in all their existence

Well they're just wishful thoughts

Throw coins into fountains

If only they knew

Answers lie deep in the distance

If only they knew...

Turn back the hands of all time

Crying hearts echo through mountains

Losing hope in all their existence

Well they're just wishful thoughts

Throw coins into fountains

If only they knew

Answers lie deep in the distance

Deep in the distance...

If only I knew...