Seventy-Four
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Seventy-Four
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You were just a baby
I was four years old
Playing war on my tricycle
When daddy got home, I'd jump into his arms
Somewhere in America time stood still
For two little people on opposite hills
And how were they to know?
But time moves quickly when you're standing in place
Eat the same old breakfast, with the same old face,
They send you off to school
Before I could see you
I was seeing a wholesome need for protection in everyone's soul
I was not unique
Now, I think to be seventy-four with an old screen door
And a woman like you to walk through
Would be alright with me
I wanna lay with you under full moon glow
Stay warm in my sleeping bag,
Lay down low
You ease my way of mind
Everything about you is bringing me joy
I could spend long hours
Be your water boy
You know, you know
Where I'll be found
Somewhere in the universe time stood still
For the man who remembered the boy on the hill
How was I, how was I to know?
And now,
I think to be seventy-four with an old screen door
And a woman like you to walk through to would be-
I, I think to be seventy-four with an old screen door
And a woman like you to walk through to would be alright
I think to be seventy-four with an old screen door
And a woman like you to walk through would be alright with me
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