Lyrics And The Singer Sings His Song

Young it was. True it was.
Days without wondering,
Fall with a special thing,
Laugh if I could laugh, and I did.

And the singer sings his song,
And the children dance along,
And the singer sings his song
And we dance along.

Good it was, when it was.
We chased the flowers,
Warm summer showers,
Once it was once long ago.

And the singer sings his song,
And the children dance along,
And the singer sings his song
And we dance along.
And the singer sings his song
And we dance along.