tonight i opened that notebook
that i wrote in one year ago

emotion spilled from the pages
all the feelings i used to know

and since then things have changed

if i could i wouldn't take it back... no way
i'm still glad to be breathing here today

and i'm not scared of being alone anymore
and i'm not concerned with the possibility
of another girl walking out that door

all i have is now
and now is all i have
and i'm glad

and if i could go back
and find out what it all meant
i'd simply reply "no thanks, I'm content"

and if the problems of the past
could be remedied
and patched up fast
no thanks.

all i have is now
and now is all i have
and i'm glad

when i think about yesterday
tomorrow can't be so bad