Well, Well, Well

The present has scared away the past.

And there's nothing left but now and future.

Time is moving all to fast I tried to grab some but it passed.

But thats the way it'll always be for me and you.

Pushing through and pushing way to hard in front of me a cart filled with future.

All to young to young to think like this.

Too much time has passed and I can't stand the future.