When I was just a young boy, maybe like seventeen
I would talk to my father, told him about my dreams
And often he would tell me don’t rush to be a man
I heard the words that he spoke but could not understand
‘Cause to me life was easy, it was just fun and games
Until I saw that people were filled with so much pain
It’s harder to share sometimes, easier to pretend
The way we treat each other, I just don’t comprehend
Last night I heard a story too crazy to be true
I wouldn’t dare repeat it, what are we gonna do?
And as we figure it out, the time just slips away
Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow, just be glad you’ve got today