Fairy tales can come true ' It can happen to you If you're young at heart. For it's hard, you will find, To be narrow of mind If you're young at heart. You can go to extremes With impossible schemes; You can laugh when your dreams Fall apart at the seams; And life becomes exciting with each passing day, And love is either in your heart' or on its way. Don't you know that it's worth Every treasure on earth To be young at heart? For, as rich as you are, It's much better by far To be young at heart. And, if you should survive To a hundred and five, Look at all you'll derive Just by being alive! Now, here is the best part: You have a head start If you are amongst the very young' At heart.
And, if you should survive To a hundred and five, Look at all you'll derive Just by being alive! Now, here is the best part: You have a head start If you are amongst the very young' At heart.
You made me love you I didn't wanna to do it I didn't wanna do it You made me want you And all the time you knew it I guess you always knew it
You made me happy Sometimes you made me glad But there were times, dear You made me feel so bad
You made me sigh For I didn't wanna tell you Didn't wanna tell you I want some love that's true Yes I do 'Deed I do, you know I do Gimme, gimme what I cry for
You made me happy Sometimes you made me glad You know you got the brand Of kisses that I die for You know you made me love you
When I was a young man, caught in the girls, I played me a waiting game. If a maid refused me with tossin curls, I let the old earth take a couple of whirls. While I apply her with tears in lieu of pearls. And as time came around, she came my way, And as time came around, she came.
Oh its a long, long while, from May to December But the days grow short, when you reach September. When the autum weather, turns the leaves to flame, One hasn't got time, for the waiting game.
Oh, the days, dwindle down, to a precious few. September. November. And these few precious days, I'll spend with you. These precious days, I'll spend with you.
Oh, the days dwindle down, to a precious few. September. November. And these few precious days, I'll spend with you. These precious days, I'll spend with you.
