Come my friends and share with me
Old memories of time
How our lives have come to be
What treasures we can find
When I wore a young mans clothes
Time seemed to pass so slow
Playful thoughts were all I chose
So much I did not know
Lived each moment with passion
Struggled with broken hearts
Loved all the girls in passing
Merely playing the parts
In life I saw no lesson
In love I saw no pain
I kept tomorrow guessing
Of what there was to gain
Old mans clothes I now adorn
So swift does time go by
And new dreams are seldom born
I do not question why
I look back at tomorrows
I thought would never come
To see all the sorrows
A lesson in each one
Of the knowledge I have gained
The stories I can tell
Of my passion has remained
Each moment lived so well
Come my friends and share with me
Old memories of time
How our lives have come to be
What treasures we can find!