Deep inside myself I see
what lies beneath
my superficial soul
There exists a child young
that will never grow up
and no one can control

Life has turned me bad indeed
forced me to do what I did
and my innosence is gone
The child inside me lives or dies
depends on who wins the fights
this time myself has won

I always get inside to see
if the child is still alive in me
and feel for a while there is still hope
My fear is that my body gets old
and so I have been once told
it will fail me sometime and I won’t cope

There was a time I guess before
I could do so much more
than just feel sorry for what I ‘ve become
however I don’t regret a thing
for keeping the child alive in me
and got through all of life without growing up

Sweet Floyd

15.05.2009