dedicated to yueqi and yujun:

We are all growing up.
Into gentlemen, into ladies,
Entering the age of doubt.

We are no longer innocent.
We forgot our childish ways,
Simple ideas, we have to learn.

We become occupied,
With work and with friends,
With things that have us tied.

We forgot the things that matter,
Love, hope, faith are forgotten,
They are left for the later.

And in our hurry through the ages,
We forgot that there is no later,
We are trapped in those cages.

And when we sit back and think,
Perhaps it's time we realise
All those times will never be revived again.

dedicated to yueqi and yujun:

We are all growing up.
Into gentlemen, into ladies,
Entering the age of doubt.

We are no longer innocent.
We forgot our childish ways,
Simple ideas, we have to learn.

We become occupied,
With work and with friends,
With things that have us tied.

We forgot the things that matter,
Love, hope, faith are forgotten,
They are left for the later.

And in our hurry through the ages,
We forgot that there is no later,
We are trapped in those cages.

And when we sit back and think,
Perhaps it's time we realise
All those times will never be revived again.