17 Years

17 years, somebody’s son

The sunshine of a mother’s life

The apple of her eye.

17 years, the only one

You were never born to die, so soon

Go play your football

Run away have fun

Shoot some hoops

Not a bullet from a gun

Run have fun

Run away have fun

How did this get so serious,

So soon

Playing with fire

Tempting death, as if life didn’t matter

Your life matters to me

Beautiful son

Run have fun

Run away have fun

Don’t let this get so serious,

So soon.