We were all young once
But now we are old
We once used to run
But now we hobble
And we used to stand
But now we fall
Yes, the way we were is gone.
And through the years
We take our stand
To be as one
And not to part
But now we stagger
And wheeze a bit
Yes, the way we were is gone.
And now that we're old
We stop and think
And think anew
Of lessons learnt
That truth is right
And hope is real
And so we praise you God
For your Hope from above.
