when i was a young boynadvice i would scornnnow i'm gettin' a little olderni know i got a lot to learnnnyesterday's illusions are tomorrow's smilesni'll look back and laughnbaby, sometimes, in a whilenn(repeat twice)nnand it always seems the samenand who knows what to blamenif i knew then what i know nownthe mistakes i wouldn't have made...nbut you can't get a sneak previewnover what you're gonna go throughnand you have to rely on your body and mindnto see the light from shadennlife's the same, but time does changenperspective of your viewnyou're lookin' for a mysterynbut you can't find a cluennsome say a man makes his lifensome say that it's fatenbut when you find out what to donohhh, sometimes it's too late...