Lyrics:

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 you