Here is the song for you, that I think I'll write,
You should never live your life faster than your angel can fly..
Oh would you like to follow me wherever I'll be?
cause I'll still be following you..

They say that life is not measured, by how many breaths that we take..
But by the ones that just simply, take our breath away..
Oh would you like to follow me wherever I'll be?
Oh cause I'd like to follow you, wherever you'll be..

And when it's too late in the morning, you bet that I'll be singing,
And you could spin me some line,
But I'll know what your thinking now..
Better still I won't be gone..
And we can laugh about the day, when one day we'll be older..
When we'll still be tearing round, but then you'll rest on my shoulder now..
Better still we wont be gone....

In 25 years from now.. I wonder what we'll be ?
Will we still be kicking round, just one guitar, you and me ?
Oh would you like to follow me wherever I'll be?
Oh cause I'd like to follow you, wherever you'll be..

And when it's too late in the morning, you bet that I'll be singing,
And you could spin me some line,
But I'll know what your thinking now..
Better still I won't be gone..
And we can laugh about the day, when one day we'll be older..
When we'll still be tearing round, but then you'll rest on my shoulder now..
Better still I wont be gone....