Teksty: John Michael Mongomery. Letters From Home. Look At Me Now.

Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
I remember that boy throwing it
High up in the air then catching it
While the oak tree leaves cheered

Oh,look at me now All grown up looking back again
Sitting here wondering where the time all went
What do I know now that I didn't know then
Not much
Oh, look at me know,
On the fifty-first floor looking down on it all
With my name on the door and degree on the wall
Yeah, Look at me now

(Chorus)

I did everything right, but I got it all wrong
Heaven please forgive me for taking so long
You see, all that I've done it doesn't matter at all
It's what I leave here when I'm gone

Oh, look at me now
Where is that young boy I used to be
Who was never afraid of anything
Now I'm watching that clock catch up with me
And it's frightening

(Chorus)

Oh, Look at me now
All grown up looking back again
Sitting here wondering where the time all went
What do I know now that I didn't know then

Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
I remember that boy throwing it
High up in the air then catching it
While the oak trees cheered

(Chords)