Sunset arrives with plenty of warning
In the day and in our lives
Fading slowly into the deep darkness of night
Our bodies tell us every day our time grows short
I listen but refuse to act after all I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
Death does not creep or come without warning
I feel the age in my muscles and bones every morning
My body is telling me wrong, I am sure I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
Soon though I think the choice will be taken from me
I will have to change my way of thinking growing old gracefully
My sunset is coming, in my soul I know this
I am sure I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
In the day and in our lives
Fading slowly into the deep darkness of night
Our bodies tell us every day our time grows short
I listen but refuse to act after all I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
Death does not creep or come without warning
I feel the age in my muscles and bones every morning
My body is telling me wrong, I am sure I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
Soon though I think the choice will be taken from me
I will have to change my way of thinking growing old gracefully
My sunset is coming, in my soul I know this
I am sure I am still seventeen
At least in my mind I am
