We promised we'd stay forever young
Not gray our hair or hold our tongue
We promised that our time would tell
A story good, and written well.
Now faces come and faces go
I've never yours forgotten, though.
I wonder, now, if you kept yours
The promise that I gave for hours.
I want to meet you soon,and just see you
And see if you have kept to it true.
Our paths, they haven't crossed in long
I fear that we both did wrong..
In hoping things wouldn't change.
You will always in my heart be strange.
Strange and perfect and lovely
And young as the days and nights
Strange and perfect and lovely.
And for an old man like me feel fright.
When we meet I'm sure to say
"You haven't changed a day."
You, of course, will then reply
"You have, I wonder why?"