Eternal Youth

All I have are these dreams and pictures in my head

I just hope I get to put them down on paper before I'm dead

It's too late, maybe one day I won't get to live again

Fools will tell you all the riches come to good folks in the end

Life is such a fleeting though

It's here and then, it's gone

What'll bring me eternal youth

I don't know, maybe I'll have to sell my soul

If I sell my soul will I still taste the sweet tastes of love

Or will I be, unable an seek help from above

Oh all the lovers I could have with a young face, and all the years of grace