What happened yesterday is in the past.
Today is in a new light.
What is old is long gone.
What was wrong yesterday can be done right.

Times will eventually get old,
but it will turn into a story.
Somethings will be untold.
Stories will continue to say more about me.

I am a part of history.
I'm just not dead.
That part will always stay with me.
The day I die is the last time I lay in bed.

I have time to live.
I am getting old.
I miss being a kid.
My days will never get cold.

My young days are gone.
Good fortune still comes my way.
I know I will never be alone.
Now, I am living in a new day.