(I'm Old)
I'm cynical
But not enough to let you go
What is this?
I dare not name it
We move in secret
Ways
So don't tell a soul
Don't say a word
Falling asleep on my chest is enough
And when morning comes
I'll walk you half way home
(I'm Old)
I'm speechless
As we undress without a sound
I don't know what to say
Or I don't know how to say it
But I can't walk away from this
Right now
So don't tell a soul
Don't say a word
Falling asleep by my side is enough
And when morning comes
We'll make love
When morning comes
