Years

Well look at that
I'm beyond my years
and every night
seems to end in tears

I'm too old for the young
And too young for the old
The wise old owl
left out in the cold

I'm sweet as sugar
And sweeter still
Why does the game
give me such a thrill

My heart say yes
But my mind says no
My sense says stay
But my gut says go

I have days to live
And weeks to kill
Hours to love
And minutes to fill

I'm a bundle of joy
And hopes and fears
Oh look at that
I'm beyond my years