We're in the days of our youth, It's the perfect time to be alive, Young and naive in the world of reality's mess, So come with me and spread your arms wide, Throw your problems and hang on tight, We're about to break free and fly, Going to disappear into the night, Only being seen on the shades of traffic lights, No worries, no tomorrow to bother about, Just now and the both of us, Gone with the wind fading into the darkness, Forever, yes we'll be, Forever, we'll be young.
Jack, As I write this poem at 1:30am please know that I have to wake up early tomorrow at 3:00 am to get ready for my scholarship appointment at 7:00 am. Please tell our God Almighty to lead me to safety.