It's raining tonight And the smell of the breeze through my window It reminds me of when I was a child And my mind drifts away I close my eyes, it's like I'm almost there Things felt like magic then And I think, and I think to myself If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23 Every day it seems more like the magic's behind me If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23 It was simple back then Looking out of this same window Back when I was a child Before my friends passed away Before my trust had to be earned And that first drink that lasted ten years And I think, and I think to myself... If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23 Every day it seems more like the magic's behind me If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23 Summer days lying in the grass The world seemed bigger then I could never find a word for that feeling Until she told me her name It's what perfect means to me She smiled at me last night Rubbing her finger in the palm of her hand That's when I knew that I was dreaming I can't dream anymore If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23 Every day it seems more like the magic's behind me If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23, at 23 If I knew my father then I would ask If he felt like this at 23