the sweet bird of youth
nat king cole
the sweet bird of youth soon flies away
and nothing can make him stay
the sweet bird of youth soothes us his sound
to waste precious time is wrong
so come to my arms
were young but well learn
that lips unkissed like moments missed
can never return
how sad is the truthtry though we may
the sweet bird of youth flies away
the sweet bird of youth flies away
Artist: Nat King Cole
Year: 1959
Decade: 50s
Language: en
Word Count: 51