Twice have I drunk from
The fountain of youth’s waters.
How long must one wait?
Crow’s feet still add depth
To the corners of my eyes,
Fine lines mark my mouth.
Fountain of youth, oh
Where is thy miracle cure?
On sabbatical?
Twice have I drunk from
The fountain of youth’s waters.
How long must one wait?
Crow’s feet still add depth
To the corners of my eyes,
Fine lines mark my mouth.
Fountain of youth, oh
Where is thy miracle cure?
On sabbatical?