Thirty-Three
Speak to me in a language I can hear humour me before I have to goDeep in thought I forgive everyoneAs the cluttered streets greet me once againI know I can't be late supper's waiting on the table
Tomorrow's just an excuse awaySo I pull my collar up and face the cold on my ownThe earth laughs beneath my heavy feetAt the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
Steeple guide me to my heart and homeThe sun is out and up and down againI know I'll make it, love can last foreverGraceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever youYou can make it last, forever youAnd for a moment I lose myselfWrapped up in the pleasures of the world
I've journeyed here and there and back againBut in the same old haunts I still find my friendsMysteries not ready to revealSympathies I'm ready to return
I'll make the effort, love can last foreverGraceful swans of never topple to the earthTomorrow's just an excuseAnd you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you