Aging out of the 20th Century

Though our ages don't differ vastly
 Several big years have passed me
 I know, I'm making much of a small thing
 Still, how many botched relations
 How many shit vacations does it take
 To separate an old man from a young one?
 Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 What old men tell me
 Happiness comes easily
 So, I don't have to be afraid
 And old men tell me
 Happiness comes easily
 So, I don't have to be afraid
 Your youthful eyes cry fire
 But mine, they lack desire
 I know, I'm making much of a small thing
 But what about all my hatred?
 How did I get so jaded?
 Oh, I hope, I won't stay this way forever
 Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 But old men tell me
 Happiness comes easily
 So, I don't have to be afraid
 And old men tell me
 Happiness comes easily
 So, I don't have to be afraid
 Hmm, afraid, afraid