(I'm Old)

 I'm cynical

 But not enough to let you go

 

 What is this?

 I dare not name it

 We move in secret

 Ways

 

 So don't tell a soul

 Don't say a word

 Falling asleep on my chest is enough 

 And when morning comes

 I'll walk you half way home

 

 (I'm Old)

 I'm speechless

 As we undress without a sound

 

 I don't know what to say

 Or I don't know how to say it

 But I can't walk away from this

 Right now

 

 So don't tell a soul

 Don't say a word

 Falling asleep by my side is enough

 And when morning comes 

 We'll make love

 When morning comes