When I was young,

I was so carefree,

At least that’s how

It seems to me,

Ain’t it sad

How things turn out to be?

Full of hope,

Full of passionate dreams,

A thrilling new world

Lay right before me,

Ain’t it sad

How things turn out to be?

Glass half full,

Then it’s half empty,

My mood can change

So very unpredictably,

Ain’t it sad

How things turn out to be?