En blogg om allt och ingenting.

As we go on, we remember
All the times we had together
And as our lives change, from whatever

So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money
When we look back now, will that joke still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels

Hur kommer mitt liv se ut om några år? 
Kommer jag fortfarande vara kvar här?