Objects in the rear view mirror . . .

May appear closer than they are.


The skies were pure and the fields were green
The sun was brighter than it's ever been


We were close as any brothers that you ever knew


It was always summer and the future called
We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all
There was so much left to dream and so much time to make it real


But I can still recall the sting of all the tears when he was gone
I know I'll never learn why any boy should die so young


We were racing, we were soldiers of fortune
We got in trouble but we sure got around
There are times I think I see him peeling out of the dark
I think he's right behind me now and he's gaining ground


But it was long ago and it was far away, Oh god it seems so very far
If life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car.
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are.


-Meatloaf