I can see your smile
Change from gray to gold
See each muscle twitch
As your face, face grows old
And sorry
From past pleasures found
See each memory
Feel them as, as they melt
I will never you in your twenties
You will never see me as I age
But everything you've done has shown me plenty
And even dying you have done with grace
I can see your eyes
Change from gray to gold
See each memory fade
As your heart, heart goes cold
And sorry,
From past pleasures roused
See her lover's smile
See his hands as it melts
I will never you in your twenties
You will never see me as I age
But everything you've done has shown me plenty
And even dying you have done with grace
And even dying you have done with grace
And even dying you have done with grace
And even dying you have done with grace