The elderly skin on my heart Is thin but will no longer stretch tight again Like a baby girls innocent cheeks grin My senior citizen love comes at no discount
It's free to anyone who wishes to Count the wrinkles on my arms and legs The scars of time Face it Age is not a number it's a place
The youth of my youngness short lived Took a toll on my skeleton Bare ***** attitude toward commitment I give it away as skin cells turned to dust Never would've guessed it would be In my chest
I still have a certain amount of elegance There's a smaller fire in my heart sight Kept my cardiac eyes as peeled as I could
Oh I know I'm only twenty something Don't think I'm trying to act mature You've made it clear I'm another heart sore But your words bounce around my skull and In my chest
Age is ageless memories Numbers are mathematics My heart attack tactics Have grown my heart love decrepit old So if you hold my hearts hand Stand for something Please
If I hold your hand and You flow through my heart Understand I'm more than willing to Start again from day one again
Just forgive the crevices in my sternum permeating my heart skin