Since I`ve been growing older
I`ve come to realize
Two glances can`t be the same
As two pairs of eyes.
Two different places under the sun
Are like two faces before the gun.
And only love is always the same and one.
Since I`ve been growing older
I`ve come to understand
That people are more insecure
Than lizards on the sand.
When a little whirl becomes a war,
When a little girl becomes a ...
And only love becomes nothing more.
Since I`ve been growing older
I`ve come to envy so
The children playing in the yard
Where we used to grow.
When I give them a childish smile
They forgive me my age and style,
And my love`s here to stay - for a while.
Since I`ve been growing older...
Pushing my years back
© Copyright: Владимир Макин, 2017
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