Gather you rosebuds while you may, old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
We can learn from the past, but those days, they are gone.
We can hope for the future - but there may not be one...
And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
We can learn from the past, but those days, they are gone.
We can hope for the future - but there may not be one...