He realized that she was new to love   Naive in every way   Every schoolboy's fantasy she was   That's why he had to wait      If they poured his heart into a glass   And offered it like wine   She could drink and be back in time   For the morning papers      They could take a walk down the oceanside   Make a wish on every wave   They could find a carousel and ride   Or kiss in every cave      They could contemplate the entire universe   Or just one star   Or just how far was the walk   For the morning papers      Let me play it for you one time, oh oh   Well   Hey   Shucks      Why is age more than a number   When it comes to love?   Should we ask the ones who speculate   When they don't know what it's made of?      Should we ask the moonlight on your face   Or the raindrops in your hair   Or should we ask the man who wrote it there   In the morning papers?      Should we ask the moonlight on your face   Or the raindrops in your hair   Should we ask the man who wrote it there   In the morning papers?      Oh, yes   Somebody help me sing it now   Ohh, yeah   Yes      Go play   Okay