I'm a little older now
There's scars and there are frowns
There's memories in the dust
The skin that I live in is cool and paper thin
It's got a swan song to sing
I've blushed and I have bruised
Felt the pa**ing of youth
I've bled and I have healed
Held babes in my arms
Counted lovers counted scars
The prayers when I had you
Cause I have my time
It dances in the skin when I smile
And for the years that pa** me by
My body's an old good friend of mine
And when the nerves are warmed
In tiny hairs and rows
In cells that call my name
I feel those echoes out
And you are in the scars under my shirt again
Cause I have my time
It dances in the skin when I smile
And for the years that pa** me by
My body's an old good friend of mine
My body's an old good friend of mine