Once we were foolish children. Playing as children play. Racing through a meadow April bright. Dreaming on a hilltop half the night. Now that we're growing older.
Young and foolish. Why is it wrong to be. Young and foolish. We haven't long to be. Soon enough the carefree days. The sunlit days go by. Soon enough the bluebird has to fly.
Young and foolish. Why is it wrong to be. Young and foolish?. We haven't long to be. . Soon enough the carefree days. The sunlit days go by. Soon enough the bluebird has to fly.