Gloria: Looking in the mirror last night,
My grey hair turned to black.
Looking in the mirror last night
Pleasant memories came back.
Why, I remember back when i was seventeen
And all the things i wanted to do
The world was new.
Tulip: The world is for the young
C'mon, we're on our way.
Its a wonderful place.
What we done and what we're going to do.
Then we'll have changed it's face.
Mr Brown: Searching through some papers last night
A sweet scent filled the air.
It came from the letter i found
And a lock of dark hair.
It belonged to a girl who was in love with me.
And she written that without me, she'd die.
Mrs Brown: I wonder why?
Mrs Brown: Looking through an album last night
I came acrossed a snap.
That showed a handsome youth
With a girl sitting on his lap.
"Valentino?" i thought, with his sleeked black hair,
And Mary Pigford was on his knee.
But it was me!
Mr & Mrs: The world is for the young
But they'll soon find out
When they come to explore,
The strange new lands of expirience.
But we've been there before.
Mr: Trying to recapture the past
Only makes me regret.
The passing of an age and all the people that i've met.
Gloria: A ride on a tram on the upper deck,
With a boy with a Fairbanks moustache.
We were so rash.
All: The world is for the young
It was always so.
Mr, Mrs, Gloria: It's not ours anymore
But, they'll find out when they follow us.
'cause we've been there before.
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Gloria: Looking in the mirror last night,
My grey hair turned to black.
Looking in the mirror last night
Pleasant memories came back.
Why, I remember back when i was seventeen
And all the things i wanted to do
The world was new.
Tulip: The world is for the young
C'mon, we're on our way.
Its a wonderful place.
What we done and what we're going to do.
Then we'll have changed it's face.
Mr Brown: Searching through some papers last night
A sweet scent filled the air.
It came from the letter i found
And a lock of dark hair.
It belonged to a girl who was in love with me.
And she written that without me, she'd die.
Mrs Brown: I wonder why?
Mrs Brown: Looking through an album last night
I came acrossed a snap.
That showed a handsome youth
With a girl sitting on his lap.
"Valentino?" i thought, with his sleeked black hair,
And Mary Pigford was on his knee.
But it was me!
Mr & Mrs: The world is for the young
But they'll soon find out
When they come to explore,
The strange new lands of expirience.
But we've been there before.
Mr: Trying to recapture the past
Only makes me regret.
The passing of an age and all the people that i've met.
Gloria: A ride on a tram on the upper deck,
With a boy with a Fairbanks moustache.
We were so rash.
All: The world is for the young
It was always so.
Mr, Mrs, Gloria: It's not ours anymore
But, they'll find out when they follow us.
'cause we've been there before.
My grey hair turned to black.
Looking in the mirror last night
Pleasant memories came back.
Why, I remember back when i was seventeen
And all the things i wanted to do
The world was new.
Tulip: The world is for the young
C'mon, we're on our way.
Its a wonderful place.
What we done and what we're going to do.
Then we'll have changed it's face.
Mr Brown: Searching through some papers last night
A sweet scent filled the air.
It came from the letter i found
And a lock of dark hair.
It belonged to a girl who was in love with me.
And she written that without me, she'd die.
Mrs Brown: I wonder why?
Mrs Brown: Looking through an album last night
I came acrossed a snap.
That showed a handsome youth
With a girl sitting on his lap.
"Valentino?" i thought, with his sleeked black hair,
And Mary Pigford was on his knee.
But it was me!
Mr & Mrs: The world is for the young
But they'll soon find out
When they come to explore,
The strange new lands of expirience.
But we've been there before.
Mr: Trying to recapture the past
Only makes me regret.
The passing of an age and all the people that i've met.
Gloria: A ride on a tram on the upper deck,
With a boy with a Fairbanks moustache.
We were so rash.
All: The world is for the young
It was always so.
Mr, Mrs, Gloria: It's not ours anymore
But, they'll find out when they follow us.
'cause we've been there before.