This Lying Mind

This Lying mind

This lying mind with its silver tongue

keeps telling me I am still young

Enough to go dancing all night long

and meet the dawn with the future in sight

I examine my body with a strangers view, and wonder how?, when? or who?

Then smooth as honey

this lying mind with its silver tongue

keeps telling me I am still young

Enough to go travelling around

the world, and experience life's

pleasure as a centerfold

This lying mind my reflection hold

that distant past and days of old

I remember how my life unfolds

and feel the thrill that the future holds

Then slowly over the years the

truth is told that this lying mind with its silver tongue

keeps telling me I am still young.