whatever you give me   i'll take as it comes   discarding self-pity   i'll manage with crumbs   i'll settle for moments   i won't ask for life   i'll not expect labels   like lover or wife   if showing affection   embarrasses you   i will not depend   and i will not pursue   for you are   younger than i   younger than i   younger than i   and i am   wiser than you      the one a.m. phone calls   you're here then you're gone   come when you need me   i won't carry on   i'll simply accept you   the way that you are   unsure and unstructured   my door is ajar   those lemon haired ladies   of twenty or so   of course you must see them   just don't let me know   don't let me know   whatever you do   for you are   younger than i   younger than i   younger than i   and i am   weaker than you      i'll give you a year   maybe two   maybe three   then what will happen?   where will i be?   you'll still be a boy   but what about me?   what about me?   what about me?   why must you treat me   with so little care   i've so much inside me   i'm aching to share   why am i constant   to someone like you?   children don't know   the meaning of "true"   those lemon haired ladies   why must you seem them?   all that i want in your eyes   is to be them   time is on their side   that's all i lack   i wish you would just   go away   no   come back   come back   go away   come back   go away   what in hell can i do?   i'm supposed to be wise   for i am   older than you   older than you   you so self-centered   the games that you play   do as you please   you will anyway   of course you will see them   no use to pretend   for they are   younger than i   younger than i   those lemon haired ladies   and they will   win in the end.