Too Young To Die
Is that me lying on the ground?
Why are people screaming?
Is that blood coming from my body?
Why doesn't somebody help?
Is that sirens I hear?
Maybe I'll survive
Who is the drunk man?
Why are the police talking to him?
How could he think he could drive
When he can't even stand up
I remember it now
The headlights coming so slow
I couldn't move or cry for help
My legs had turned to lead
The pain in my legs
As I flew through the air
My lifeless body bouncing
Along the ground
I remember the angels
Coming to carry me away
Tell them Ma, I'm too young
To Young to die this way
©Crazydave 2003
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