I had it all
And my breath held tight
She heard a call
Kept her out most nights
And worst of all
Wondering what about us was ever right
I stayed at home
Dreamt of all we might be
Egypt and Rome
She saw all she could see
Then coming home
Wondering why she couldn't find me
And I'll measure time
To know what's mine
I'm turning around
I'm turning around
Turning on a dime
Done it before
Dropped it all and I ran
I slept on the shore
Woke up cold and tan
I burst through the door
Like I was still, still your man
And I'll measure time
To know what's mine
I'm turning around
I'm turning around
Turning on a dime
I had it all.