I'm tired of this face of mine
I think I'll have to change it
I'll plump my lips, slim my chin
Debag my eyes and smooth my skin.
One night after wining and dining
He said he thought we should try
'For a baby, it will be awesome
And your clock is ticking on by'
This year I turned sixty
So what? you might say
It's only a number, just one more day.
But sixty is old it makes me feel sad
I quite often wonder
At night when I'm in bed
Why lots of stupid, silly things
Go racing through my head
Write me a poem, sing me a song
Hum me a tune and I'll hum along.
Tell me you love me, lie if you must
Don't shatter my dreams or crush them to dust.
Can you forgive me, can you forget?
If I take back the words I regret
If I undo the pain that I caused
Can we return to the life that I paused?
Let me be your sunshine in your time of rain
Let me be your comfort, let me ease your pain
Let me be your courage when all you feel is fear
Let me be your reasoning when thoughts are less than clear
A memory is a photograph
Captured in your mind
Some are sharp and clear
Some are worn and lined.
I am the colour in your monochrome life
I am the cutting edge of your knife
I am the garment you wear when you're cold
I am your grasp when losing your hold
Shall we dance this life of ours?
Shall we tango through the years?
We'll rumba through the happy times
And cha cha through the tears.