when i was young and clear with love
and every breath was full of song
i’d sit within the highest tree
and every leaf would smile to me
i didn’t care to be alone
western winds would whisper poems

when i was young i’d harmonize
’til every tune was in my face
the wrens and robins joined my voice
and soon a choir became rejoice
when i was young and clear with love
when i was young and soaked with love

when i was young and love was young
my every pore was still in tune
i’d spread my ears to every chord
when i was young and clear with love
when i was young and soaked with love
when i was young, when i was young

now i am old and clear with wisdom
my body wrinkled in a prayer
my heart grows tired with every anthem
my soul is still a shining jewel
i sing all day but very softly
when i am old and filled with grace