• I was young that day

    When the world stopped turning

    Now I am old and gray

    But the world is still burning

    I had no way of knowing

    That the world had turned away

    Now I am always going

    Trying to find home every day

    This world is lost to me

    But I rule on in this land

    There is not much to do or see

    But the world will change with my hand

    I will bring an age of joy

    In this land of ice and cold

    Back to the days when I was a boy

    So others will not have to grow old