Holding on to youth too long Is like trying to climb up a hot slide, All it gets you are burnt fingers and a blister. Let go, grow up, you’re all wrong. Get off the playground ride, The Game of Life has no winner, And you ain’t the Red Rover anchor.
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Holding on to youth too long Is like trying to climb up a hot slide, All it gets you are burnt fingers and a blister. Let go, grow up, you’re all wrong. Get off the playground ride, The Game of Life has no winner, And you ain’t the Red Rover anchor.