- cifra
When you were young
And your excitement showed
But as time goes by
Does it outgrow
Is that the way things go
Forever reaching for the goal
Forever fading black
Comes a glow
Walking free
Come with me
Far away
Every day
When you were young
You never knew which way to go
What was once gray
No undertones
Well every day do what you can
If you let them turn you round
Whatever goes up
Must come down
Walking free
Come with me
Far away
Every day
