Through my senses, I'm reliving childhood memories from my past But, in an instant it is over, fading quickly from my mind In the photo with piano, I see a man whose time has gone I knew him only for a moment, but in his spirit I live on What I was I am It all comes 'round again And who I used to be Is still a part of me An early morning, cold December, a family gathered all around Taken back what I was given, open grave site, frozen ground I see my hands, they are my father's, time has worn my fingers thin Humor, laughter, ever after, my heart still remembers him What I was I am It all comes 'round again Who he used to be Is still a part of me All the moments seldom last And memories they fade so fast I turn away and life has pa**ed Who Am I?