A foolish time full of foolish things Lord knows how we survived In the end it's up to you and I Changing times and changing names To me it's all the same Open your heart and let it fly Away You stand in the sun Letting life have it's fun in that memory haze Oh how we loved all those days And yesterdays child Forgotten but wild sleeps the memory of time A past that still shines The Prodigal son The favors of some seem to melt into time The higher you climb And thoughts of a life That exists in your mind is realities child Not born, but so wise Reach out and touch me I'm walking, talking The prodigal son Reach out and touch me Touch me, touch me, touch me I'm walking, talking The prodigal son Reach out and touch me I'm walking, talking Still have myself and I reckon it's fun To tell you who called those days The prodigal son, favors to some Prodigal son, born on the run Reach out and touch me I'm walking, talking (repeat 'til end)