Heart Of Youth Poem by Wild Child

sometimes i feel you were just like me
free soul and a pair of bell bottomed jeans
afraid time's to gonna get the best of me
stripped of youth and the spirit so free
a sea of colours, dancing on your shirt
light blue jeans, for all their worth

pictures full of colours in black & white
your cigarette still burns with all its ash
So I shut my eyes and keep close sight
words of yesterday have made me rash

talk full of pride and so full of joy
makes me think you want them back
turn back time to when you were a boy
livin it free with no hands to grasp