They tell me that I must stay,
Don't slip into the light,
I'm too young to go on my way.
So listen children, as I lay,
to my words, for they are right,
They tell me that I must stay.
Looking for another day,
All I can do is fight.
I'm too young to go on my way.
Before my body dies and decays,
and I fall into the night,
They tell me that I must stay.
And before my spirits slips away,
And I go into the light,
I'm too young to go on my way.
So here children, you stand and pray,
as you hold my hand real tight,
They tell me that I must stay,
I'm too young to go on my way.
