Raised me up, raised me right
On my knees in Glories light
Enlightening of this childish mind
Reaching for the very heights

Raised me tuff, raised me strong
Taught me lessons, right and wrong
Truthful as the day is long
How a Father would a son

Raised me to the tune of truth
A grip so tight it won't shake loose
In all I say and all I do
Raised me to be just like you

Raised me in the thick of things
With the best of up bringings
In what you can and can not see
Raised me right in word and deed

Raised me to a "T" without fault
Raised me in the name of love
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I am my Father after all

If you're asking me just what I think
And whether it's right or wrong
I know that I'm older than yesterday
And tomorrow's not too far off

What has that to do with what I'm going through
As it plays itself out in my mind
The older you get the more that you fret
With this...the passing of time

Spinning along like a 3 minute song
Getting its share of air play
It starts to wear thin hearing it again and again
Waiting for death to have its say

If there was a cure for this year after year
Hoping for some sweet relief
As I'm bowing to old, the mighty king with no soul
The pauper that's inside of me

So if you'd like to see what ticks inside of me
Right or wrong going out with a song
I know that I'm older than yesterday
And tomorrow is quickly coming along

I feel for those on the side of the road
Holding the sign of despair in hand
Is this what it's come to where all they can do
Is find a corner with what little they have left

You know the ones, the ones who never look up
Ashamed of where life has placed them
In the grand scheme of things the water is deep
You can see that without even saying

Where was the helping hand from the beginning
The lifeboat in their sea of doubt
Did we not see them gasping while desperately treading
Where all we have now is a measly hand out

When it comes to what matters aren't we all in this together
In this game of win or lose no one draws
Keeping the cardboard handy always at ready
Because holding the sign could be me after all

I want to be creative
Correction
I want to have amazing streaks of imagination fill me
Until they flow out onto paper
And I want that everyday
I want the world to inspire me
I want to paint the world in a new perspective
To share it with you