If I Were Old

A poor man with a glass of wine
There are kids passing him by
Looking at his gloomy eyes
We know it's hard sometimes

They all laugh and cry
They all live like a cat, a cat
Maybe it's good for you and good for me

Burning years are gone with wind
Then they drink a bottle of beer
Sun is shining on their faces
Pretty much it's alright

Sometimes we don't get
The meaning of being lonely, lonely
Maybe it's good for you and good for me

If i were old, would you love, love me as before
If i were dead, would you cry, make a grave, put my body in
In that grave, by yourself, it's alright

If i were old, would you tell, tell me as a friend
If i were dead, would you cry, cry for me and give me a kiss
I would smile in the dream, for you for you for you

冬。Murawai。

03SEP 2011