Young man, Look at my Life

Young man, look at my life

 

Young man, look at my life, and measure where I have been

68 and counting, every part of the world I have seen

I was a lot like you were, I started off being young

But now, after living so longer stretch of time,

I find I have some sobering teardrops in my eye

 

Young man, look at my life, you have to believe there is much more

I live alone in my little corner of the world, with a window so small I cannot see

The love I have lost, the beauty of our Earth and the people who used to call me friend

The things I liked got lost along the way, it’s like a hike into eternity

Like an old two headed coin, that gets tossed in the air, my life is showing wear and tear

 

Young man, look at my life, I sit here by the window and stare

I was a lot like you, I laughed the whole day through and one look into my eyes

You know that everything I tell you is true

There were no wrinkles on my face, my eyes could see clearly for miles

And as I look into your younger eyes, you know I tell you no lies

 

So aging fast, the end is near, and life is what I made it to be

Life means so much when you are young, spirited and free

I still feel the touch; I can still sense the wind as it blows around my head

I have lived life fast and hard, I have visited the past and even now, I see the dead

But in reality, I know I was never the first, and now I know I won’t be the last