(Words - GA Johnson)

My youth, I could not drag it
I could not bring it with, so I ended up without
The house was razed, the spark was dowsed
The looks have gone but I soldier on
I’m halfway through
I’m halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do?

Well, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hitherto

Halfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?

The mirror needn’t bother
For I’ll never know tomorrow

Well, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hitherto

Halfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?