i  must be getting old my hair as turned to grey
the top bit it has gone but the sides are still ok
my eye sights not he same as used to be
now i need a spyglass so that i can see
my mind it is still young and it will stay that way
this is all i need to help me through  the day
so i will cope with age as it comes along
theres lots of love left in my heart this will keep me strong