by BARITONE

I know what it is to be young

But you,you don't know what it is to be old

Someday,

You'll be saying the same thing

Time takes away

So the story is told

I've asked so many questions

To the wise men i've met

Couldn't find all the answers

No one has as yet.

There'll be days to remember

Full of laughter and tears

After summer,

Comes winter

So go the years

So my friend..

Lets make music together

I'll play the old

While you sing me the new

In time

when your young days are over

there'll be some one

Sharing their time with you

There'll be days to remember

Full of laughter and tears

After summer, comes winter

So go the years

So my friend

Lets make music together

I'll play the old

While you sing me the new

In time

when your young days are over

there'll be some one

Sharing their time

With you