Carl Halling

Ain\'t It Sad How Things Turn Out To Be

When I was young,

I was so carefree,

At least that’s how

It seems to me,

Ain’t it sad,

How things turn out to be?

Full of hope,

Full of passionate dreams,

A thrilling new world

Lay right before me,

Ain’t it sad,

How things turn out to be?

Glass half full,

Then it’s half empty,

My mood can change

So very unpredictably,

Ain’t it sad

How things turn out to be?