YOU GO TO BED YOUNG
TEARING AT MY TOMORROWS
WHILE I'M SCREAMING FOR MY YESTERDAYS
TIME SEEMS TO GO SO FAST
ITS BEEN A LONG TIME
SINCE IVE SEEN YOU SMILE
YOU GO TO BED YOUNG
AND WAKE UP OLD
AIN'T IT FUNNY HOW IT GOES
WHO GAVE UP FIRST
WAS IT ME OR YOU
ALL WE ARE DOING NOW
IS GETTING OLD
YOU GO TO BED YOUNG
AND WAKE UP OLD
AIN'T IT FUNNY HOW IT GOES
ALL MY DREAMS
ARE IN THE PAST
AND THE FUTURE ONES
I DONT WANT TO SPEND WITH YOU
YOU GO TO BED YOUNG
AND WAKE UP OLD
AINT IT FUNNY HOW IT GOES
SOMETHING GONNA KILL ME
BUT IT AINT YOU
IM NOT GOING TO SIT AROUND
WITH THE RETIREMENT BLUES
DREAMING OF GLORY DAY
WATCHING MY LIFE
SLIPING AWAY.
WORDS BY PETER STOCK HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2019
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