My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
Safe in monotony, so safe, day after day
Count your blessings
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
Cold wind blows off the lake and I know for sure that it's too late
Count your blessings on one hand
So wait up, I’m not sleeping alone again tonight
There’s so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
