Wasted On the Young

In the reckless days of my misspent youth, my life of hectic days and passion filled nights was like a run away train. No one at the controls. No one to stop the train if the trip was too dangerous, no one to warn of the dangers ahead. But now middle-age is upon me. No more twists and turns to life. Far too much planning and not nearly enough adventure. It is true you know, youth is wasted on the young. When you're young, you're after money, glamour, success. But when youth has disappeared, all you're left with is a young brain in an old body. Yes, youth is very much wasted on the young.