Twenty One

When I met you last week, you meant everything to me
I was dreaming in the backseat, didn't need anyone but you
And next week you'll turn 21, the army's gunna snap you up and run
They're gunna float you down to Florida, ship you to Chicago
Stone sober, you and your fiance both

Let it be no question, at any second
I could go out of breath if I had to tell someone all the reasons
Why I'm so grateful you were always there, when no one else was around who cared
You were the only one that came to the hospital
When I didn't think a better world was possible

You've made it easy for me to see that anybody who says
They've never died inside is positively full of it
With a life so long you're bound to mess up half the trip
And no happiness is ever out there looking for you
So reaching for it's all that you can ever truly do

So if there's someone who gives you their sun when you can't find none
And they never ask for nothing in return, my advice would be to keep them close
And not to hold your tears when you've gotta let them go