You are looking over my shoulder
At everything I see
For, even as I get older,
I\'m not as wise as I should be;
Your hand is on my shoulder
Pointing the way ahead,
Urging me to be bolder
Or to tread safely instead;
My blood once ran through your veins
When you were put to the test,
Now, even as the light wanes,
You still want me to be best;
So together we will travel
Until all the days are gone,
Tomorrow and the future unravel
With you still looking on.