I remember when we had a lot of things to do ---
impressed by all the words we read
and the heroes that we knew.
Climb on your your dream --- a dream of our own making
to find a place that we could later lose
to whatever time would bring.
We were seventeen and the cakeman was affecting you ---
moving you to greater things (in a lesser way)
you had to prove.
The clock struck summertime. You were going round in circles now.
Wishing you were seventeen. At twenty-one, it was a long time gone.
And now here you are. You`re locked in your own excuse.
The circle`s getting smaller every day.
You`re busy planning the next fifty years.
So stay the way you are and keep your head down to the same old ground.
Just paint your picture boy until you find
a closed circle`s better than an open line.
Yes stay the way you are. I got a circle that`s the same as yours.
It may be bigger, but I`ve more to lose.
Who is the luckier man --- me or you? Send " 17" Ringtone to your Cell