If I had the power
Of Midas of old
To touch any flower
Turn its pedals gold
I'd touch thy face
Delightful boy
Leave a metal grace
A graven joy

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go

Thus would I slay
Ah desperate rewind
That fateful day
Trembles my mind
Red lips do close
Which sang so well
stole away the rose
Left only a shell

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go