This Fool That I’ve Become

Can you understand This fool that I’ve become? And if I could shake your hand How much pain would be undone? Basketballs and chess games Throwing baseballs in the yard Living trapped in my memories Makes life in the real world so hard I've been trying for years, now To be like I should But just knowing right from wrong Doesn't make a person good Can you understand This fool that I’ve become? And if I could shake your hand How much pain would be undone? I wonder if you'd have second guessed All the stupid things I've done If you were here with me now Would you recognize your son? I don't blame you or claim you've Caused all the pain I feel But if death can tear a world apart Then living must be allowed to heal Can you understand This fool that I’ve become? And if I could shake your hand How much pain would be undone? Can you understand This fool that I’ve become? And if I could shake your hand