Songs were meant to sing while we're young; Ev'ry day is spring while we're young. None can refuse; time flies so fast. Too dear to lose, and too sweet to last. Though it may be just for today, Share our love we must, while we may; How blue the sky, all sweet surprise, Shines before our eyes while we're young. How blue the sky, all sweet surprise, Shines before our eyes while we're young