Tears flood her eyes And roll down her cheeks She feels the ground So steady beneath her feet She glances up As a soft wind blows The sky is so cloudy But suddenly she knows If she's come this far, then why stop now? She wants to start living As much as life will allow She never planned To see the day after That big rite of passage A time supposed to be full of laughter She's getting too pensive She's thinking too hard This life is hers now It's time to play the card That life has dealt She'll live to see the day To see the day after Her eighteenth birthday.