It takes a young girl to make an old man smile
It takes a young girl to make an old man fly
Now why should it take a young girl
To move this old heart of mine?
It takes an old man too long to explain
How a young girl can play an old old game
But that's just how it is, first she's yours
And then she's his
And it's always, always the same
It's been ten long years since I have cried
It's been five, I know five, since I've even tried
Now why should it take a young girl
To move this old heart of mine