When I was young, I was so carefree, At least that’s how It seems to me, Ain’t it sad How things turn out to be? Full of hope, Full of passionate dreams, A thrilling new world Lay right before me, Ain’t it sad How things turn out to be? Glass half full, Then it’s half empty, My mood can change So very unpredictably, Ain’t it sad How things turn out to be?