You gotta give yourself up if only just enough And if you fall down, you dust it off. Enjoy yourself, if only for yourself And as the world turns, you find what's lost.
Speed up, slow down, Give up, get out, Old blood, young mind, Too bad, you're mine.
You gotta take with gratitude, give twice what's given you, There's something in the twos you might find true. For yourself, and only for yourself, A gift that always gives stays with you.
Speed up, slow down, Give up, get out, Old blood, young mind, Too bad, you're mine.
On a pale, white horse we're riding, On a lonely road we go. It's just a matter of time before you notice that; All that makes us turns to gold.