Hmm. I've been lately thinking about my life's time. All the things I've done and how it's been and I can't help believin' in my own mind. I know I'm gonna hate to see it end.Yes! I've seen a lot of sunshine, slept out in the rain, spent a night or two all on my own. Yet, I've known my lady's pleasures, had myself some friends, spent a time or two in my own home.
I have to say it now 'cause it's been a good life, all in all, It's really fine to have a chance to hang around. Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire, while all my friends and my old lady, sit and pass a pipe around and talk of poems and prayers and promises and things that we believe in.
How sweet it is to love someone,
How right it is to care.
How long it's been since yesterday,
What about tomorrow and what about our dreams
And all the memories we share.
Days they pass so quickly now, the nights are seldom long. Time around me whispers when it's cold. The changes somehow frightens me, but still I've to smile. It turns me on to think of growing old. Although my life's been good to me, there's still so much to do with so many things my mind has never known. I'd like to raise a family, I'd like to sail away and excited to dance across the mountains on the moon. ok then. TQ.
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