When I see how far I've come
I wonder how I got here?
The strange decisions, a few were dumb.
Many a groan, sometimes a cheer.
I don't like looking back.
It's really kind of hazy.
Surely was a winding track!
I wonder...was I crazy?
The things I will put off today,
And I won't do tomorrow.
Right now is the time to play.
I have no more time for sorrow!
I may look back in a week
And see what I didn't, but should of.
All the ways I'd never seek,
Even though, I think, I could of.
Let's pick it up and move it on!
Father Time is creeping faster.
Live it up before the sun is gone,
And we're all put out to pasture.