Youth has gone, I heard you say
It doesn't matter anyway
Don't hide the photos
Or turn off the lights
I'm quite sure we've both seen funnier sights
Youth sleep in a deep, deep sleep
Beauty's skin deep
Youth has gone, though we're still young
It's hard, I know, to believe that I was somebody's son
The memories of what you once were
The memories of what we both were
Youth sleep in a deep, deep sleep
Beauty's skin deep
Youth has gone, and don't think I don't cry
We let ourselves slip and now I ask myself why
I'm on my own, and don't think I really mind
When, after all, the years have been fairly kind
Youth sleep in a deep, deep sleep
Beauty's skin deep
Sleep in a deep, deep sleep
Beauty's skin deep
Youth, youth, youth
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep
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