Old Soul

I'm too young to be an old man, but I can't seem to wait I'll hide if I can, till my time I'm stumbling over my years, and in fact I can't wait till youth passes by to reach Your ears Maybe I'll wait till all my stories are done Lately, I just can't see this battle being won Maybe I'll be lucky someday After years, they'll find me somewhere under dust and settled down I'll be just another weeping clown Time will pass and suns will fall, moons will rise, I can't behold them all Older souls will come and go, just as new ones don't yet know Maybe I'll wait till all my stories are done Lately, I just can't see this battle being won