To Jay, whom I forgot to thank, and to the previous generation

of gay and lesbian people for making my life a little easier. -

RR)



Were you robbing the cradle?

Or was I robbing the rocking chair?

All I know is that I'm grateful

And glad that you were there



In a world that doesn't see us

In a town where time stands still

A young boy dreams of loving men

In a land of Jack and Jill

Well I was so naive back then

And you were somewhat jaded

But I recall your kindness

Though our friendship has since faded



Your house became an oasis

From a home so unaware

Of my need to feel accepted

In a world that didn't care

Well who else could have told me

What my parents could not explain

And saved me from self-hatred

Confusion, doubt and pain



Were you robbing the cradle?

Or was I robbing the rocking chair?

All I know is that I'm grateful

And glad that you were there



In a much more uncertain

When my song was yet unsung

It was you who helped me to grow up

While I helped you to stay young

And it makes me feel a part of

A family of lovers

Who survive a life of exile

By caring for each other



I'm not the first one to suffer

And I'm probably not the last

But I'm here to change the future

'Cause I can't forget the past



Were you robbing the cradle?

I'm glad that you were there