There’s many years we’ll happen on
A hill we’d love to climb,
Until our curiosity
Gets trampled down by time
And we turn into something else
Than we were meant to be —
That’s children on the waking earth
Not stingy with our days, or
Energy
Other People's Feelings
There’s many years we’ll happen on
A hill we’d love to climb,
Until our curiosity
Gets trampled down by time
And we turn into something else
Than we were meant to be —
That’s children on the waking earth
Not stingy with our days, or
Energy