Your life, your mind, your love, you find That everything's a stretch As a child I did childish things as an adult I guess I'm a wretch The dance begins, and, well, it's said that time flies by But whoever said that, well, was it a lie? Leaves, grow, dry, fall and grow again Time waits for no one Before a time daybreak would find me asleep more often now I see the sun Here comes the sun, closing off the night Day after day after day we sleep tight With no thought in mind about what comes next replaying the past in both thumbs and text Cross-legged as a preschooler, dancing to a beat at a time when my most important question was "Can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?" The skyline changed as I did Buildings came and buildings went I grew into an adolescent Yet sex was not heaven-sent The John Hancock. The Sears Tower and the Four Seasons No one took my virginity? For what reasons? Winters came and summers left, and hydrants were opened Water floods the streets I played baseball yet was so poor I didn't even have used cleats Living for the love of you, but I don't know who "you" are and they turned me around, and kicked me somewhere real far We love who we love, not who we choose Sometimes this left me singing the blues Left me on a country road true And I still don't have a single clue They cut down that tree, they filled in the field with condos and twee but whatever they do, they can't take it from me. Until.Birth sign: Aries
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