Come Hither.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

When I Go; Slow Club

If we're both not married by twenty-two
Could I be so bold and ask you?
If we're both not married by twenty-three
Will you make my year, and ask me?

If we're both not married by twenty-four
Will you pass me those knee pads and I'll get on the floor
If we're both not married by twenty-five
I hope that there's some childish spark still alive

Cos there are so many lessons
That I just never get to learn
And there are so many questions that still burn, like

Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?

If I get to thirty and I don't have a wife
I'll ask you nicely but I won't ask twice
If I get to forty and I don't have a spouse
I'll fashion you a letter and I'll send it to your house

If I get to sixty will you let me slip away
Into an armchair for the rest of my days
Cos you've got your family and I've got mine
The love that we share is for another time

Cos there are so many lessons
That I just never get to learn
And there are so many questions that still burn, like

Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?
Will you hold my hand when I go?



Cos you've got your family, and I've got mine.


The love that we share is for another time.

posted by Lynette  # 2:06:00 AM

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