Getting late
You've got me feeling like a child again
Stories of
Older folks
Are getting on again
Tell me all
You know about the older days
Tell me what
My daddy did when he was eight
And still I try
To cover up
My shadow
But the more you say
The more I love my shadow
Carry on
About the things you wish you'd never done
Oh well
Least you can say that you had some fun
And still I try
To cover up
My shadow
And the songs you sing
And the things you love
Are anything but shallow