I look into your tired eyes, and am shocked by what i see,
In your eyes a small young boy, longing to be free.
He wants to smile and laugh and run
but age came and stopped his run
I see the boy who wants to love
but his head's in the clouds above.
There's things to do and places to go
but with all the work his head hangs low
I want to see him smile once more
Because you forget what friends are for.
All he wants to do is play
All you can do is wish age away
BUt really you're not all that old
17, you're just mature you are told.
But 17 is still so young
still time to laugh and stick out your toungue
But what would they say? what would they do?
" DOn't worry about that, they're there for you"
"Maybe another day" your hand runs through your hair
and when i looked back the boy is no longer there
I take one last look in your tired eyes, as far as i can see.
I turn away and shake my head, " that whole relflection, that was me"
In your eyes a small young boy, longing to be free.
He wants to smile and laugh and run
but age came and stopped his run
I see the boy who wants to love
but his head's in the clouds above.
There's things to do and places to go
but with all the work his head hangs low
I want to see him smile once more
Because you forget what friends are for.
All he wants to do is play
All you can do is wish age away
BUt really you're not all that old
17, you're just mature you are told.
But 17 is still so young
still time to laugh and stick out your toungue
But what would they say? what would they do?
" DOn't worry about that, they're there for you"
"Maybe another day" your hand runs through your hair
and when i looked back the boy is no longer there
I take one last look in your tired eyes, as far as i can see.
I turn away and shake my head, " that whole relflection, that was me"