3 acessos
They say that youth is wasted
On the young
Still it's good that you're not jaded
And i'm glad you're having fun
Your long year
Ran right by here
Just another short day to me
So how have you been
In your beatiful skin (my immortal friend)
Did you solve all the mysteries
In your long year?
And when time turns the table
You'll be me
Wearing all the tags and labels
Of an ancient history
"(and oh my) how time flies,"
Say the eyes of the dusty old men
(oh my) the days rush by
You laugh it off
The years get lost
'Till (oh my) you're one of them
Did you love? Were you kind?
Giving thanks for the time
In your long year?
Did you dare to have faith
In goodness and grace
In your long year?