FATEFUL DAY

I was only a lad,
Just about like you,
Neither happy, nor sad,
Not too glad to be blue.

Then I got lucky,
On one fateful day,
When I started down
This long highway.

Now I’m a rolling stone,
Can’t take too long to tell.
Got to find it on my own,
Or else I’ll go to hell.

I am going to find it,
Inside my worried head.
Do not try to find me,
Find yourself, instead.

Well, I was born
On a cold winter day,
But I left that storm
And I flew away.

Now like the birds,
Way up in the sky,
I pick up my wings,
Anytime, and I fly.