Dying Young

Everithing Is Worth While
I Regret the Times I Didn't Spend
Watching the Flowers Grow
It Doesn't Seem to Matter
Anymore Who's Up Or Who's Loosing
And My Children Look So Strange
My Hopes Died Along With Hapiness
Simplicity Has Become So Complicated
From This Point On It's Down
Our Problems Start When We Don't Die Young