Slowly the passing years go by
Leaving a new fresh you
Many things will change and you'll wonder why
So you'll count everything two by two.
Searching and searching you find nothing
Befuddled and confused you drag yourself home
Little did you know everyone is waiting
And no longer were you alone.
Streamers and smiles flying all over the room
Family and friends shouting "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. 42!!"
February 26 – the definition of doom
But we don't care, your family loves you and your friends too!
