My Love

Sorry for these hoops I put you through, my love
Sorry for the looks I give to you, my love
For all the doubts I cannot hide
And that my eyes are always wide
My love, my love, my love

For in these times of global greed
I don't even know my needs, my love, my love
And I made up twenty-eight
But I still need you to wait, my love, my love

We're so old
We're so young
We're so old
We're so young
Set in our moulds
Holding our guns
We're so old
We're so young

So if I circle like a vulture
'Round the prey that is my culture
It's not to counter you, my love
If I clench up like a fist
That you're trying to unpick
It's not to knock you down

And we're jealous of our parents' generation
And we're angry at our parents' generation
Still we seek their affirmation

We're so old
We're so young
We're so old
We're so young
Set in our moulds
Holding our guns
We're so old
We're so young

Sorry that I had to write this song, my love
That I have privacy so wrong, my love
My love, my love, my love



Credits
Writer(s): Lail Arad
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