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