Years Gone By/Youthful Innocence

The years are rolling quickly by,
Nostalgia creeps and makes me cry,
Memories of carefree days long gone,
Erase the present day and what's gone wrong,
Living in the past is becoming a habit,
I forget the present and literally just sit,
Spending hours at any one time,
Thinking about the youth that was once mine...

The present day is good for some things,
Like my wonderful girlfriend and all the socialising,
But with that comes a heavy reliance on myself,
To work hard and play hard, to not be shelved,
This is why the years gone come back to me,
The magic of youthful innocence I can finally see,
Other adolescents crave for independence,
I'm the opposite, I need others independence...

As within myself, there is no confidence...
Just a yearning for youthful innocence.

Time

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Goes my silver Celtic watch,
Time is running out fast
On all the important things in my life,
On my youthful freedom
To do as I please,
On my time to prepare for the big test,
On my chance to make her realise that I am the one for her,
On the time I get to spend with my friends.
It doesn't seem too long ago,
That I was only entering my teens,
Now, all of a sudden,
I am eighteen and am expected to be mature,
To be responsible and sensible,
Despite the fact that I have never really grown up,
Even though I should have.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Goes my silver Celtic watch...

I look around at my friends,
Marvelling at how mature they are compared to me,
I see old friends from years ago,
And wonder at how much they have changed since then.
I am still the same,
Time hasn't changed me at all,
I am still childish, without any common sense,
But realising all of these things,
While knowing that time is running out,
Has given me a new resolve,
To grow up and take on the responsibility,
That I should have taken on years ago,
When the Big Man left,
I think that time is on my side,
After all, I'm only young, it's not my time yet...
Is it?

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Goes my silver Celtic watch,
Tick-tock, tick --
The watch stops...
Has time run out?

(I like this one because of the image of the Celtic watch, a 16th birthday present from my beloved grandmother; unfortunately I have since lost the watch).