From the recording Passenger
Lyrics
She had three months left to live and she asked me to give
Her lessons to learn to play guitar
I didn’t understand as I watched her skinny hands
I thought what’s the point, you’re not gonna be a star
I was too young to know how it feels to be old
Too young to know and too young to care
I can’t recall the funeral but I won’t forget the ride
It was the first time I saw my dad cry
A long dark chain of cars led us straight to the graveyard
Held together by a stream of headlights
I was too young to know how it feels to be old
Too young to know but I was old enough to be scared
She had three months left to live but she died instead
I never got to give her a lesson on guitar
But she left me with one that I still am working on
About how to find the light in the dark
Now I’m not so young, though my life still ain’t half done
I have lived enough to become aware
That I am not so young, I’m not as young as I once was
I am old enough to know that I’m getting there