I Hate To See You Growing Old

I hate to see you growing old I hate to see you slip away Silver threads amongst the gold Not forgotten come what may I hate to see you winding down No more smiles, just a frown Autumn leaves from green to gold I hate to see you growing old You were feisty, you were bad You were strong And sometimes mad Urban myth one of a kind I can't fill the void you leave behind But you ran just like the wind You lightened up my mind Now I just can't fill the void That your leaving leaves behind