Youth
The turning hands of the clock
The white pages of the calendar that gets torn away
The oddity is huge but the reality is unfamiliar
And the only thing I have is a dream.
And it flows away like the water of a river that cannot return
It will never come again, my wonderful youth
The blade of my knife which stains
My faith that becomes clouded
And changes quickly enough for me to sense it
I comfort myself saying this is how life is
But I don’’t want to admit it.
My tears fall endlessly at my sorrow.
And it flows away like the water of a river that cannot return.
It will never come again, my wonderful youth
- Hot Potato
Sum it up turn your dream to reality even if the oddity is huge.
If not 10 years down the road you be wishing that you had spend your youth fulfilling your dream.
