Every night I dream the same dream

Of getting older all the time

I ask you now, what does this mean?

Are these problems just in my mind?

Things are easy when you are a child

But now these pressures have dropped on my head

The length I've gone are just long miles

Would they be shorter if I were dead

Every time I look in my past

I always wish I was there

I wish my youth would forever last

Why are these times so unfair

Look at my friends and see what they've done

Ask myself why they had to change

I like them better when they were young

Now all these times are rearranged

I look down and stand there and cry

Nothing ever will be the same

The sun is rising, now I ask why?

The clouds now fall and here comes the rain