In My Youth

I saw a thousand tears, roll off frustration 
In my youth I was a rebel, 
Canvas shoe worn out, 
On day trading, testify


Made beautiful birds 
With angelic voices, cry the heavens,
 Till it rained no more,
That was in my youth


In my youth 
I never looked back
I understood not emotions, 
What a bore, Doreen 


Oh why do women cry, like open tap
In my youth I blew off 
Many a candle light, 
And stole many in tears


Stepping on delicate pearls 
And left the night, on fortune lust
Like a cow boy on tip toe
To ride the night down south, 


Mama told me 
Not to be like that
In my youth I lived for the thrill 
And felt the excitement


Until I found, my heart stolen
To be brought alive, overwhelmed 
Shining new light, into old days, 
Emotions, I found a fortune 


And so I became a man
And left my youthful ways, behind
If you catch me relapsing
Just tell me a story about my youth