The Wonderful

Old men, trying to understand Old men, trying to understand Can't you see in their eyes Somekind of wonderful Can you see in their lives Somekind of wonderful Old men, trying to understand Old men, trying to understand With tears in their eyes Its some kind of wonderful And though the memories die Theres still the wonderful Get away now Don't you look in the mirror Run away now Gota find your own way out To your wonderful Old men, haunted by the past These old men, knowing they're the last And though the years have gone They still see the wonderful Spirits all done And still they feel the wonderful