oh they're counting their pennies and wiling away time under their shoes and all the quiet hours i've remembered with you keeping away
oh i know i was a younger man my mind behind my eyes oh i know
i'll figure it out call it the seasons calling for you and all the quiet hours i've remembered and kept to give to you oh i know i was a younger man my mind behind my eyes oh i know i was younger man my eyes looking to light so softly old me will say softly "merry christmas"