Forever young. (Forever young) Forever young. Forever young May the good Lord be with you down every road you roam. And may sunshine and happiness surround you when you're far from home. And my you grow to be proud, dignified and true. And do unto

Something you call real I don't think that I've got Time for these scars to heal And the days just go by, Leaving questions in my mind I guess I'll find the answers Some day in another life For once in my life I do wanna feel Take my breath away, I don't

Never have to worry For all that we know The truth be told As we lay down low Walking the thin line Let the happiness in For now it's fine We're living the lie September's here again

I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

It's where I drank my first beer It's where I found Jesus Where I wrecked my first car, I tore it all to pieces I learned the path to heaven Is full of sinners and believers Learned that happiness on earth Ain't just for high achievers

Stop that Train I'm a leaving... And it won't be too long Whether I'm right or wrong All my life I've been the lonely man Teachin people that don't overstand And even though I try my best I still don't find no happiness

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek Heaven, I'm in heaven As dancing cheek to cheek Dance with me I want my arms about you The charms about you Will carry me

You're a nobody till somebody loves you You're nobody till somebody cares As sure as the stars shine above But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growin' old The world still is the same, you'll never change it You may be king, you may possess the

On this road to happiness? It's the wild unknown It's a ball-and-chain We keep drivin' anyway Is the future that we're chasin' Worth the right-nows that we miss Beliefs are sticky things On this road to happiness It's a no end destination

And the wind cries Mary. After all the jacks are in their boxes, And the clowns have all gone to bed, You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, Footprints dress in red. And the wind whispers Mary. A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken