If you see me walking,
then please won’t you call out my name.
If you hear me talking,
then please won’t you listen to my ways.
I would sleep all day and do nothing but play...
...if I could.

But I see my life and it’s slipping away from me.
For it’s all ending soon, this I fear for me.

Oh well,
for the best years they are now.
And forever will these words,
they will ring out.
Oh well.

I cannot help but feel my life,
Creeping up on me here in the best years.
But these years are only four,
in my life I want more,
time to do the things,
without worrying,
It is time to feel the way that I want to.

But I see my life and it’s slipping away from me.
For it’s all ending soon, this I fear for me.

Oh well,
for the best years they are now.
And forever will these words,
they will ring out.
Oh well.

From this view up here,
I feel I can see all of my years.
Floating by me now,
Sailing across the land…