I know what it is to be young <br />But you don't know what it is to be old <br />Someday you'll be saying the same thing <br />Time ticks away so the story is told <br />I've asked so many questions <br />Of the wise men I met <br />Couldn't find all the answers <br />No one has as yet <br />There'll be days to remember <br />aaaa of laughter and tears <br />After summer comes winter <br />And so go the years <br />So my friend let's make music together <br />I'll play the old while you sing me the new <br />In time when your young days are over <br />There'll be someone sharing their time with you
