Some are like water, some are like the heat, some are a melody and some are the beat. Sooner or later they all will be gone, why don't they stay young?
It's so hard to get old without a cause,
I don't want to perish like a fading horse.
Youth's like diamonds in the sun,
And diamonds are forever.
So many adventures couldn't happen today,
so many songs we forgot to play,
so many dreams swinging out of the blue.
We let them come true