When we were beautiful and young
There was time for anything
And the days slipped through our fingers like golden sand
The twists of fortune were not under our command
With a thousand verses not yet sung
When we were beautiful and young
And there were friends who spoke in tongues
The world was wild, a crazy thing
And the months blew from the calendar like withered leaves
A blur of places, faces, some hard to retrieve
With a hundred races yet to run
When we were beautiful and young
At times, it all just turned to junk
In vicious circles, fiery rings
And the seasons offered up the extremities of hope
The circles in a spiral of those who could and couldn't cope
And there were some who came undone
When we were beautiful and young
Through those rotations we were one
There were verses yet to sing
And the years just flew away like petals in a storm
People came and went, and I forgot to close the door
But I'm having my time in the sun
Now I'm not beautiful and young
When we were beautiful and young
There was still time for everything
And the days just spilled like water through our hands
Future decades did not form a part of any plans
With a thousand verses not yet sung
When we were beautiful and young
When we were beautiful and young
When we were beautiful and young
When we were beautiful and young
When we were beautiful and young
