Aging

Aging I've never felt it before now Mourning the lonely youth that I knew I've feel it coming I see it pass And wonder where well end up last Ooh, Ooh, Ooh Meaning every intention I harbor Leaving those blessed hopes at the door I hear your coming, I hope you'll stay I'll busy myself till I see that day Doubting only the angle I follow Enter every question you have Forget the answers, you'll find your own And I'll make my way to the road back home Hey, Dan, how'd you decide to recover? Offer friendly advice to your past I've classic symptoms No way to feel And I'd start on that road But that road's not real