When I was younger I never wondered
About the ways I was trapped
I thought I was moving
My skin was improving
On my face and on my back
But the one thing I never lacked
Was the faith you'd always come back
How could I have been so wrong
Ten years later I'm not more a savior
I still can't convince the dead not to die
I thought I was growing
My age has been showing
Is that just a way age can lie
What led me to feel so secure
This was the one thing we couldn't insure
How could have been so wrong
As I get older should I get bolder
Or will disappoint be even worse
And once I start shrinking
Should I start thinking
That expectations never die