I wouldn't mention my age if it was only a number

Can I hold your hand?

While you lie in my lap

I'd respond with a love heart

But there are too many colours to choose from

Moving to London soon

See you there

If I have the means to do so

I'm in a bind

Feel left behind

Too old

And love blind

The world fades to a hush

When we are talking

Found it hard to say

That I feel a similar way

Oh, you make me feel safe

Moving me almost to tears

I hope to see you soon

During this eternal weekend

I'm in a bind, feel left behind

Too old and love blind

La la la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la la la

So I'll continue reading this book

Makes me think of you

And your look

Maybe I'll keep on mincing

My words

Never was my forte

Well, that's absurd

Cause I'm in a bind

Feel left behind

Too old

And love blind

Bind

Bind