I wish that I had your eyes With their gleaming of hope and beliefs And your happiness simple and real While gently you're dancing a reel While gently you're dancing a reel And I wish that I had your grace When on tiptoe you're entering the world That lingering and tapping the pen While still tracing the future ahead While still tracing the future ahead And a open book still to be written And those overplayed movies to live Of stories believed to be different But ended up all being the same I wish that I still had the firmness To try turning upside down the world And the whimsical will to make easier This wayfaring without an aim This wayfaring without an aim Wonder what's like to be young now And everything still to do wrong For me shoes are now covered in grime And smiling sometimes could be tough Wonder what's like to be young still And have all your world to be built Whatever you'll do, wherever you'll be Just wish you'll be better than me And while you are dancing around me I give in to these thoughts I wish you could listen to the words Of this man you barely know But the music has gone and the lights have turned on So I'll pick up my case and I'll go Wonder what's like to be young now And everything still to do wrong For me shoes are now covered in grime And smiling sometimes could be tough Wonder what's like to be young still And have all your world to be built Whatever you'll do, wherever you'll be Just wish you'll be better than me Whatever you'll do, wherever you'll be Just wish you'll be better than me