17

Lyrics for 17

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 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?