I was looking in a mirror last night, my gray hair turned to black
I was looking in a mirror last night and pleasant memories came back
I remember the time when I was seventeen
And all the things that I wanted to do
The world was new, the world is for the young
I was looking in a mirror last night and pleasant memories came back
I remember the time when I was seventeen
And all the things that I wanted to do
The world was new, the world is for the young
Come on, we're on our way, it's a wonderful place
But when we've done what we're going to do
Then we'll have changed its face
But when we've done what we're going to do
Then we'll have changed its face
Searching through some papers one day, a sweet scent filled the air
It came from a letter I found and a lock of dark hair
It belonged to a girl who was in love with me
And she'd written that without me, she'd die
I wonder why
It came from a letter I found and a lock of dark hair
It belonged to a girl who was in love with me
And she'd written that without me, she'd die
I wonder why
Looking through an album last night, I came across a snap
That showed a handsome youth with a girl sitting on his lap
'Valentino,' I thought, 'with his sleek, black hair'
And Mary Pigford was on his knee
But it was me, the world is for the young
That showed a handsome youth with a girl sitting on his lap
'Valentino,' I thought, 'with his sleek, black hair'
And Mary Pigford was on his knee
But it was me, the world is for the young
But they'll soon find out when they come to explore
The well-worn road of experience, that we've been there before
The well-worn road of experience, that we've been there before
Trying to recapture the past only makes me regret
The passing of an age and all the people that I've met
Why, a ride on a tram on the upper deck
With a boy with a Fairbanks moustache
We were so rash, the world is for the young
The passing of an age and all the people that I've met
Why, a ride on a tram on the upper deck
With a boy with a Fairbanks moustache
We were so rash, the world is for the young
It was always so, it's not ours anymore
But they'll find out when they follow us that we've been there before
But they'll find out when they follow us that we've been there before
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