He realized that she was new 2 love

Naive in every way

Every school boy's fantasy she was

That's why he had 2 wait

If he poured his heart in2 a glass

And offered it like wine

She could drink and be back in time

4 the morning papers



They could take a walk down the oceanside

Make a wish every wave

They could find a carousel and ride

Or kiss in every cave

They could contemplate the entire universe

Or just 1 star

Or just how far was the walk

4 the morning papers



Why is age more than a number

When it comes 2 love?

Should we ask the 1's who speculate

When they don't know what it's made of?

Should we ask the moonlight on ur face

Or the raindrops in ur hair?

Or should we ask The Man who wrote it there

In the morning papers?



Should we ask the moonlight on ur face

Or the raindrops in ur hair?

Or should we ask The Man

Who wrote it there in the morning papers