Song Description
A love song between two elders - part of a full suite called The Folk Opera
Song Length |
3:25 |
Genre |
Folk - Traditional, Unique - Waltz |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male/Female |
Mood |
Endearing |
| |
Lyrics
Is it too soon to tell you that I love you?
The way your eyes are drenched in wrinkles all around
The Aqua Net curls that frame your tiny forehead
This lonely winter is starting to thaw
It's been a long one this time around
But you're my crocus you are
You're pushing through frozen ground
The surest sign that life goes on
I don't know you, I can't place your face
I had a love once with a mouth just like yours
Maybe you are him, maybe, I don't know
This wild ocean is starting to calm
It's gotten hard to hold on for long
But you're my Poseidon you are
You're holding off the treacherous tide
And I can see beyond the waves
Is it too soon to tell you that I love you?
We're getting old now we might as well say
Grab a hold of life and love while we're still there
This little fire is starting to burn
When you're close to the end,
It's better to have a lamp light your way
I'll be your lamp, I'll light the dark
And love will carry us home
(c)(p) annie bacon