Some folks ride the "Train Of Life"
looking out the rear ...
watching miles of life roll by,
and marking every year.

They sit in sad remembrance
of wasted days gone by,
and curse their life for what it was,
and hang their head and cry.

But I don't concern myself with that ..
I took a different vent.
I look forward to what life holds,
and not what has been spent.

So strap me to the engine
as securely as can be.
I want to be out on the front,
to see what I can see.

I want to feel the winds of change
blowing in my face;
I want to see what life unfolds
as I move from place to place.

I want to see what's coming up,
not looking at the past.
Life's too short for yesterdays ...
It moves along too fast.

So if the ride gets bumpy
while you are looking back,
go up front and you may find
your life has jumped the track.

It's alright to remember ...
that's part of history ...
but up front's where it's happening;
There's so much mystery.

The enjoyment of living
is not where we have been;
It's looking ever forward
to another year and ten.

It's searching all the by-ways.
Never should you refrain ...
for if you want to live your life,
You've got to drive the train.