Twenty Years - Owen Temple

WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE & KELLEY MICKWEE

If yourself in twenty years was sitting with you here
What would she say?
Would she tell you not to worry, that there’s no need to hurry
The direction you were going anyway
With her hand on your shoulder, gentle touch of growing older
Would you ask her how a couple chapters end?
Knowing you she wouldn’t tell and you know it’s just as well
‘Cause the fun is finding out along the way
But I bet she’d understand if you reached out for her hand
And asked for just a hint of what’s to come
She’d say your fears are overrated and what you have created
Will lead you to a sunny porch with friends

Now you might be waiting on specific situations
And the chance to talk with her won’t come again
So you ask of love and riches and question your decisions
Of divorces and the choices that you made
She will smile and softly say that all along the way
You follow the hunches, though it’s strange
You’ll do things you like to do for folks that care for you
Though exactly who and where and when will change
Yes there’s only love and fear though it all becomes more clear
As you see the past and future slowly bend
Your fears are overrated and what you have created
Will get you to a sunny porch with friends

So if you ever find your future self on your mind
And you wonder what you would say to you
The future might reveal if you trust in what you feel
That was all you really ever had to do
The future might reveal if you trust in what you feel
That was all you really ever had to do