Better with Time
This might seem strangeSince so much time has passedAnd since only one of usStill looks the sameUr words not mine, babyUr still fine yes you rLike wine, you get better with timeSo young and so naiveThat eye never once believedThat the memory of you would go thruLike wind goes thru the trees
Maybe if you believe babyThat eye would no deceive youU and eye side by side or somewhereIn between
Eye don't know if this is a boreBut eye just can no longer ignoreThis fact so sublimeU get better with time
Anyone who's met you agreesThat no one 4gets you most of all not meU can claim u're humble and hideBut when it's true my dearIt's not pride
A jury of my peers would find meGuilty of so many crimesIf eye chose not 2 remind youThat you get better with time
This might seem absurd2 someone so culturedAnd 2 one who would grace any stage
When the hair that frames that faceDark brown or silvery laceWhat is age but a cage? never mindU'll b blind 2 not know that you get better with time