The Worlds Still Spinning

Can anybody tell me how to get back to when I was young Back to my beginning; to a song that was still unsung I don’t mind that my hair is graying or the wrinkling of my skin I can still choose to dance and I’m no different deep within And the world is as beautiful as it has ever been And around the sun it continues to spin The stars still twinkle in the sky at night And the moon still shines its splendid evening light The problem, as I see it, is just with the beings I could be very wrong but that’s what I am seeing I can’t get the image out of my head The man in a black hood and a journalist that's dead The president golfing to improve his score Is much too busy to give a shout of fore And the world is as beautiful as it has ever been And around the sun it continues to spin The stars still twinkle in the sky at night And the moon still shines its splendid evening light