FROM 18 UNTIL THIS DAY
Much younger was I back when the sun rose much
Higher in the sky,
Still but a teenager as once a thought that I
Might have been a man.
When I was eighteen I was going to the beach,
Dreaming about life ahead,
Long blonde hair and searching for that always
Wanted summer tan.
The sun begins to move west and I go beyond those
I follow the sun, it looks down upon me each
Morning Then I chase it.
I walk the road, I live my life, the sun travels
Further than I can run,
The more I follow then the older I seem, I have
dreamed, No more eighteen.
I am older than some friends once were, older than a
Father gone far away,
From 18 until this day I have changed in different
Ways, The sun now half way.