Now the afternoon is fading with the darkness coming on,
As I sit here and reflect upon just where the day has gone;
I used up my potential well before the autumn moon,
Now my energy is fading, winter night comes on too soon.
All the years that I have wasted, all the dreams left unfulfilled,
Opportunities gone begging, that enthusiasm killed;
I’ve had my ups, I’ve had my downs, I’ve been right through the mill,
Although I never reached the top, and now it’s all downhill.
There isn’t much that I can do to halt the downward slide,
I’ve forsaken my ambitions, my hopes and dreams and pride.
I can only seek forgiveness for the wrongs that I have done,
And walk, ever so gently, into the setting sun.
But wait! It isn’t time yet, for me to walk away,
There’s a flame that burns inside me, every single day;
If I can do just one small thing to ease another’s load
I’ll smile and roll my sleeves up and continue on my road.