I know I'm young, but its the oldest I've been I'm 23 now, to 24 I'll never see these years so don't me ask again, and hold out this old tin cup just out for my reaching hands and me up...
got no staying thin and might think that I've been you know that I'd say yes god smiles the hungry, while you laugh...
in this second story novel, that I call up the stairs and down the its like turning the page got no upon my floors, but it'll have to do for now but I'm only older...
and I about MISS ALVA MARIA though she'll even know that I exist we lost her 15 years ago, but I've been finding her all my life there's about the way she looks that moves me there's something the way she loves that moves me...
stale cigarette smoke, still clings to my shirt, my hair and my well you know I ain't jack, but you know that I'll be back got nothing else to offer I've got nothing else to this is all got to offer...
and I about MISS ALVA MARIA though she'll never know that I exist well we lost her 15 ago but I've been finding her all my life there's something about the way she looks that me there's something about the way she that moves me there's something about how she it all that moves me wont you tell me its like to be remembered?
I know I'm young, but this is the oldest I've ever I'm 23 now, to 24 I'll see these years again...