You always think you've blinked and missed it On your last lap round the Sun I never felt so optimistic Since the days when I was young I'd dream of growing old And all the things I thought I would have done Turn the world on You'll make a fine young man You'll smooth it out you'll see where I went wrong You'll find your merry gang They'll hang their bags a couple pegs along They're leaving one by one They're calling out they're begging you to come Turn the world on You make your bed just how you wanna Make your bed how you intend You takе the page and fold the cornеr Try to skip right to the end You'll dream of moving on To all the things you thought you would have done Turn the world on (It won't wait for you)