With far too much t
Lost a lot of my r
I would sure like to help you
I will give you my w
Then I'll fly away, b
You don't get much sense of p
When your mind gets too n
I breathe and I'm trying
In my cauldron ton
Though a part of me's d
That you were bes
Two kids in the g
Though today may taste b
Maybe tomorrow is g
Lord, I wanna get h
And I dug out a p
Poured myself out some w
I spoke of my dream that night
In the greatest det
Of my beautiful chi
Before I can let her i
Before no sweet happy e
Let the trumpets blow Valhalla
Let the soldier a
Lord, let Abigail c
That you were bes
Two kids in the g
Though today may taste b
Maybe tomorrow is g
Lord, I wanna get h
Before I get
Lord, I wanna get h
Before I get old