Your Long Year

They say that youth is wasted On the young Still it's good that you're not jaded And i'm glad you're having fun Your long year Ran right by here Just another short day to me So how have you been In your beatiful skin (my immortal friend) Did you solve all the mysteries In your long year? And when time turns the table You'll be me Wearing all the tags and labels Of an ancient history "(and oh my) how time flies," Say the eyes of the dusty old men (oh my) the days rush by You laugh it off The years get lost 'Till (oh my) you're one of them Did you love? Were you kind? Giving thanks for the time In your long year? Did you dare to have faith In goodness and grace In your long year?