Youre a beautiful boy,
With all your little toys,
Your eyes have seen the world
Though youre only four years old.
And your tears are streaming
Even when youre smiling,
Please, never be afraid to cry.

Youre a beautiful boy,
With all your little ploys,
Your mind has changed the world.
And youre now forty years old,
You got all you can carry
And still feel somehow empty.
Dont ever be afraid to fly.

All you beautiful boys,
Creating multiple plays.
You like to fence in your world
And settle down when youre old.
You can run from pole to pole
And never scratch your soul.
Dont be afraid to go to hell and back,
Dont be afraid to go to hell and back,
Dont be afraid to be afraid.