In the world of all the colors

Sry for horrible recording “Which way to the fountain of my youth I wonder Which way to the years I’ve let go by Let a thirsty man drink in its memories while the water still flows sweet and crystal clear For yesteryear Oh to see the sun’s eclipse on the horizon like ships sailing way away from here Oh just one more time my dear Before I’ll go hear me out Cos of this there ain’t no doubt When it’s time fo