Down on my flexible flyer
To the bottom how fast I would go
Just waiting for me under the tree

And out in the snow

A cowboy, a nurse or a fireman

There's so many things that you can be
You can set bigger goals, but set your soul
Yeah, set your soul free


Times, places and situations
Lead to an early grave

When we get there we see
Just what did we save?


If your heart is a flame burning brightly
You'll have light and you'll never be cold
And soon you will know that you just grow

You're not growing old

If the wheels of your wagon are rusty

You can paint them until they are new
You can roll down a hill, but if you can't
Then I pity y