Young Days

Young days go flying by.
One day you’ll realise
you travelled the world
looking for something
travelled the seas
finding nothing new
Young days, unhurried bliss.
Love games, a stolen kiss.
You hurried along
looking for something.
Hurried along
finding nothing new
See the young days flying
Speeding away
Young days go flying by.
Some say they have to die
but when they are gone
when they are over
everyone wants them all over again
Young days, when simple dreams
took place.
Not cunning schemes
No digging for gold
Plotting for power
Digging for dirt
Plotting for our own gain
See the young days flying
Living young days now
Now… and then… I know…
they’ll never end… they’ll never end
Young days must never end
New games become dead ends
you struggle for wealth
slave for fortune
struggle for love
but that’s forgotten now
Young days go flying by.
One day you’ll realise
you travelled the world
looking for something
travelled the seas
finding nothing new
See the young days flying
living young days now
Now… and then… I know… they’ll never end… they’ll never end