Recovering

Had myself fooled about my own condition
You tried to warn me, but I wouldn’t listen
Knew it was wrong only I wasn’t thinkin’
You tried to stop me, but I kept on drinkin’ – anyway
What can I say?

Hid from the world at the end of a bottle
You tried to slow me, but I went full-throttle
Deeper and deeper I slid in the pit
You tried to save me, but I wouldn’t have it – that way
What can I say?

Now I look back on ruins, remains of my past
And I grieve for the years I can never get back
Children growing, others knowing I was missing out
Being quicker with the liquor is all I cared about
Now I’m sober and much older than I was yesterday
No way to turn back time
What can I say?

Only confession at the next AA meeting
I have to start small, but at least I’m recovering

I look to the future, let go of the past
Say good-bye to the years that I’ll never get back
And move forward with the reward of your loving support
New beginning, promised ending that’s worth living for
Now I’m sober, and I’m bolder than I was yesterday
No need to turn back time
What can I say?
This is what I have to say.