TOO LATE TO DIE YOUNG

I wanna be James Dean with insolent lips
Black leather jacket and a swagger to my hips
I wanna crash head one, but it’s too late to die young

I wanna come unhinged from a broken heart
Just like fair Ophelia, struck down by Cupid’s dart
But I survived that scene, so it’s too late to die young

But it’s romantic, tragic, publicity magic
To go when you’re in your prime
‘Cause people can spin who you could’ve been
If you’d only had more time

So I wanna be Amelia Earhart, scarf trailing in the wind
Lost circling forever, a jaunty heroine
I wanna fly into the sun, but it’s too late to die young

c 2009
Barbara Martin
540-886-2966
Barbara@barbaramartinmusic.com