I have discovered that at night when I sleep
into my room slips the sneakiest thief
through a crack or a crevice I may never know
but I will not stop him as he comes and he goes
every night he has come since the day I was born
he comes to you too, so dont say you werent warned

At first I would welcome this thief, my arms open wide
for every morning I awoke to some new delight
and he always left so much more than he took
I could never believe he was really a crook
so the nights and the mornings, again and again
fluttered by like the money you couldn’t wait to spend

again and again, the days and nights in a blur
but I will not change, of that I am sure
there is no thief, no no that’s my friend!
He doesn’t steal, I offer! I lend!
But these  nightly robberies are starting to show
with every morning I wake up just a little more slow

by the time I finally caught on to this con
it was far too late, my youth it was gone
So don’t try to stop this master of illusion
you will fail. only cause more confusion
you cant keep him out, why even try
he has always been here and we will always ask why

I have no answer and neither do you
just more questions and theories and proof
all I know is what I've seen & even then I may be wrong
but life wouldn’t be such a gift if it went on and on
new things come in and the old ones are gone
so go live your life, even if there's no Heaven
and try to remember its a gift you’ve been given