How's it feel to be 53?
It's about time for your eyes to go bad so you can't see
You really start noticing the wrinkles on your face
And you catch yourself staring off into space.
It's about time to start pricing wheelchairs
And you've noticed patches of little gray hairs
--But don't be down--don't frown--
Just remember that with age comes wisdom
That those eyes will somehow see the beauty to come
Those wrinkles show the experiences you've been through
And you're overcome with memories: old and new
And you know that when your in that wheelchair
You'll always have your children who'll always be there.
So now that you're one year older
I want to let you know I'll be your helping hand
I'll help you up when you can no longer stand
And when I'm all grown up and on my own
Don't worry, just call me: as simple as picking up the phone
I'll be there no matter what
Even when you're in diapers, momma, I'll be the one wipin' your butt
So don't worry about the future
I'll be right by your side; If you're sick I'll be your cure.
