Between teenage nonsense and old man's wisdom
Between back pain and my sleepless nights for two
Between old refrains and the new ones
Between my 17 years and the one I'm becoming
If times have changed, I still have the same heart
But times have changed, like we change the water of flowers

(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
Too old to be young
(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
But too young to be old

Between old habits of herbal teas by the fire
And the party from the night before that hits the corner of the eyes
A bit damaged but still fresh
Like a parked car, still the same engine
If times have changed, I still have the same heart
Yes, times have changed, like we change the water of flowers

(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
Too old to be young
(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
But too young to be old

In one hand my parents, in the other my kids
Between this time that's running out and the one that's coming
Between serious and fun, lost between the two
Too old to be young but too young to be old

(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
Too old to be young
(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
But too young to be old

(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Tomorrow give me longing, longing
(Tomorrow give me longing, hope)
Too old to be young
But too young to be old

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