16

every night I dream the same dream

of getting older all the time

i ask you now, what does this mean?

are these problems just in my mind?

things are easy when you're a child

but now these pressures have dropped on my head

the length I've gone are just long miles

would they be shorter if I were dead

every time I look in my past

i always wish I was there

i wish my youth would forever last

why are these times so unfair

look at my friends and see what they've done

ask myself why they had to change

i like them better when they were young

now all these times are rearranged

i look down and stand there and cry

nothing ever will be the same

the sun is rising, now I ask why?

the clouds now fall and here comes the rain