Space Themed Sheets

Missing how it was
Missing those old sheets
Blue, with comets on
Now I’m spacing out
Never looking up
Cause I’m scared of it
Scared of losing touch
No one told me
Older was
Just nothing much
Missing what it was
Bruises on my legs
From the B.B. guns
Little orange tips
So that we would know
Everything was cool
Ooo Cause we were young
No old told me
Older was
Just nothing much
Eyes are open
Seeing nothing
Nothing much
Get used to it
Ain’t no kids no more
Running through
The old neighborhood
Was being younger
Just enough
Or is growing older
All too much
Singing nothing
Nothing much