I'd like to scrub away the years
I'd like to dismiss all my fears
I'd like to think it all just fine
I'd like the answer in my wine.
I want to think me young once more
I want to find me at the door
I want the map of life in purse
I want the route of faith not curse.
I wish the clock didn't tick so fast
I wish the moments were slow to pass
I wish I had some time once more
I wish I had known me to the core.
If only my skin would fit me better
If only I knew the next verse and letter
If only then I'd knew today would come
I'd have danced, and drank and partied some.
With a backward glance and a forward stare
I'd like to see me standing true and fair.
Sunday, 28 September 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment