I had a chance to think about it
I won’t miss anything
Or feel anxious
Almost as if I didn’t care
Is that really heaven?
I want to be excited about someone
I think about getting old
I wonder if I will have enough to live on
How can I make them feel welcome
Is about me or them?
What could cross my heart now?
If only among reasonable people
I would not disappoint
My life seems to be a conversation
Who will tell me when it should end?