Getting on in years

Men gazed at me when I walked down the street

They'd call my friends to arrange a meet

No worries about being alone without a date

Another guy always stepped up to the plate

Now there are no whistles as I pass
Time rolled on and I'm a different lass

I feel like I have disappeared
I guess I must be getting on in years

Once my hair was soft with sunlit strands

And I was complimented on my lovely hands
Now my hair is streaked with white and grey

And wrinkles give my age away

And there are no whistles as I pass
Time rolled on and I'm a different lass

I feel like I have disappeared
I guess I must be getting on in years

Before, I'd bristle when men cat-called as I passed

Now foolishly, I'm bothered because it didn’t last

I find it disconcerting, I find it somewhat strange
That I'm invisible, because time has wrought its change

Career, marriage, kids; laughter every day

My life has been a win each and every way

When it comes to love, I have missed nothing

So why does this vanishing feel so deeply cutting?

There are no whistles as I pass
Time rolled on and I'm a different lass

I feel like I have disappeared
I guess I must be getting on in years

I feel like I have disappeared
I guess I must be getting on in years

Too late

It’s too late for me but not too late for you

If I share my wisdom will it smooth your way?

I thought about dying just the other day

As the sky faded softly from black to blue

Years ago I picked a house on a dead end street

While you were young it kept you safe

I’d sit on the step watching the games you played

Then you danced away on swift and pointed feet

On the US news another black kid’s dead and gone

My Canadian neighbours are mistakenly smug

Thinking we don’t keep loaded guns lying on the rug

And another terrorist attack happened across the pond

Seems there is more today to be frightened of

If my words can’t keep you safe I'll use my arms

But I’m weak and far away and I’ve lost my charm

So I put my trust in prayer and in God’s endless love

But even I know, God never promised happy times

We just use that belief like a crutch to prop us up

Wish that faith and my love for you would be enough

To save you from melancholy, loss, tears and crimes

It’s too late for me but not too late for you

If I share my wisdom will it smooth your way?

I thought about living just the other day

And I saw you smiling in the cloudless blue

It doesn't matter

It doesn’t matter what I do
I’ll always keep loving you
And It doesn’t matter if I cry
it won’t change our last goodbye

I’ve been told there are stages of grief

But none of them will bring me relief

And I’ve been told that passing time will heal…

But they must not know how it feels

To lose the one who owns your heart

To be all  alone as you fall apart

I doesn’t matter if I talk about it
question it or doubt it

It doesn’t matter if I win the lottery
my heart is still in bankruptcy

They say that the pain will ease

But I know I won’t be released

They say love may come again

But I don’t want to repeat this pain...

Knowing what could be in store

I won’t look for love anymore

But I’ll put one foot in front of the other

Visit my friends and call my mother

Go to work, behave successfully

Try not to think of you excessively

It doesn’t matter if I bleed
you’re still the only one I need

And it doesn’t matter if I pray
you’ll still be gone anyway

It`s so hard to go on day to day

I just keep dwelling on yesterday

Sometimes I`d like to walk out in the water

Rocks in my pockets to pull me under

But I’ll put one foot in front of the other

Visit my friends and call my mother

Go to work, behave successfully

Try not to think of you excessively

It doesn’t matter if I try to change
I will always feel estranged

And It doesn’t matter if I see someone new
I’ll still want only you

But I’ll put one foot in front of the other

Visit friends and call my mother

Go to work, behave successfully

Try not to think of you excessively ...