Gone, dreams of the past,
Gone, with a love that moved too fast.
Gone, bright shiny days,
Gone, in a young and restless haze.
Why did we love, then run away ?
So little time, so much left to say,
And now, it’s gone.

Young and restless friend,
You’ll never pass this way again.
So drink the summer wine,
Reach for the stars while you have time.
Your restless past it will lead the way.
So dream your dreams and live for each day
While you are young, while you are young
While you are young ...