When I was a kid, the things I did were hidden under the grid. Young and naive, I never believed that love could be so well hid. With regret I'm willing to bet, and say the older you get.
Well I've got open eyes. And an open door. But I don't know what I'm searching for. I should know by now. . Well I've a big old heart. This I know for sure.
We used to never say never. Used to think we live for ever. Flying free beneath the sun. . Days go running and hiding. The weeks are going slippin and sliding.