The choice was mine and mine completely   I could've had any prize that I desired   I could've burn with the splendor of the brightest fire   Or else, or else I could choose time      Remember I was very young then   And the year was forever and a day   So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?   I saw the lights and I was on my way      And how I lived, how they shone   But how soon the lights were gone