I've been a witness since fifty-seven
I’ve thought about hell and I think of heaven
Know the difference between wrong and right
Sitting here reflecting on this winters night

I’ve been here each and everyday
I know exactly what not to say
I’m a witness in a trial of moments
Heard the laughter, felt the torments’

I’m so blessed to still be here
A witness to history in this glorious year
I’ve been here through it all
Seen shooting stars and walls that fall

I’ve seen blankets of stars in the skies
Trillions of stars that fill your eyes
Stars from the black of the night
Gently smile as they shed their light

There’s a place where we can meet
Under those stars off of Mary street
Fell in love on a cool autumn night
Felt that feeling that feels so right

Lost some loves and lost some years
Know the sound of baby’s tears
I hope to do it all again
Later on, with a long lost friend

Make me a witness for fifty-two more
Become history when I hit fifty-four
There’s plenty of time to make my way
Start my world over with a brand new day

I've been a witness since fifty-seven
I’ve thought about hell, and I think of heaven
Know the difference between wrong and right
Sitting here reflecting on this winters night

02/14/2009