I sat before the wise man in the autumn of my youth
  And I told him all the things I had to know
  He said you heard(?) the furture if you need to find the truth
  And in his eyes I saw that it was so
  So I came around and asked him the meaning of live
  And as he smiled I saw a twinkle in his eyes
  He said with all his years there's still so much he has to learn
  And once again, I saw that it was so
    Keep on living low and wanting for your turn
  Is the only way to ease your concern
  If you want to find your dream for sure (?)
  You don't wake up too soon
  And you'll find that he's a shooting for the moon (?)
    Wise man
  Wise man
  Which way should I run
  There's so many roads, so many ways to turn
  I'm like a blind man, lost in the sun
  I wanna be like you and be a wise man too
  But I'm looking for an easy way to learn