Old man on the streets

A long time ago I met an old man
Then he did cry and told me about his pain
He said "all trought my life" I worked out in vain
And now everyone calls me old man insane

I did everything I wished
And all that I could do
But someday my young boy
You'll be an old man too

I spent all my money, in cars, drinks and games
But was a great love that turned me what I am
And so never repeat my mistakes again
You don't need none of this to your history of happyness

I did everything I wished
And all that I could do
But someday my young boy
You'll be an old man too