Youthful yearnings, easy mornings
and rolling out of bed
Before the rush and we’re still strolling
with time to look ahead
Let’s slow our pace
and enjoy the haze
It’s lovely floating
In the early days
We roam with ease, stop to breathe
and fix a cup of tea
It’s funny now, it’s all so rosy
We’d talk so dreamily
Let’s slow our pace
and enjoy the haze
It’s lovely floating
In the early days
Help me to hold this
I’ve seen it vanish
If one day later
we remember this phase
a wistful prayer
from our grown up days
We’ll sigh and fancy
that we
could go back there
Let’s slow our pace
and enjoy the haze
It’s lovely floating
In the early days