He said I want to grow up
And look like Robert Mitchum
And I hope that when I'm gone
There'll be some say that I miss him He must have been romantic
He must have sensed adventure
And I feel the steel of his strong will
In the frame around his picture And he's one more arrow
Flying through the air
One more arrow landing
In a shady spot somewhere Where the days and nights blend into one
And he can always feel the sun
Through the soft brown earth that holds him
Forever always young He could have been a boxer
But the fight game seemed so dirty
We argued once he knocked me down
And he cried when he thought he'd hurt me Strictly from the old school
He was quiet about his pain
And if one in ten could be that brave
I would never hate again One more arrow
One more arrow
One more arrow
Forever always young
