Wouldn't It Be Nice To Be Proud

Now I've found a little time to take a look back From the caboose and follow the tracks of my life They're tangled about lyin' true And I know it's just me, my point of view Those are the important too I don't need to check with the crowd Wouldn't it be nice to be proud? A door was open into the night I jumped through and turned on the light I started to see though it wasn't that bright I saw an island sky but it wasn't all blue My answers weren't right but I didn't wanna lose So I'd put up a fight and screamed out loud Wouldn't it be nice to be proud? And when it all is clear Your time to repair disappears Taking with it chances left untried I see my friend huddled together Tryin' to stay warm in nasty weather We'd beat the odds whenever they'd call And all the jokes that I played on my friends Never did get me in the end I guess I was given more than allowed Wouldn't it be nice to be proud? And when it all is clear Your time to repair disappears Taking with it chances left untried