| <Frank Sinatra> page <September Of My Years> album page |
How Old Am I?How old am I, I'm old enough to knowThe difference between infatuation And a love that has a chance to grow How old am I, I'm not too old to hear The sweet ring of truth and understanding When the words I love you reach my ear Don't mind these lines beneath my eyes They're well-earned souvenirs Of a thousand nights of laughter and occasional tears And I hope you won't be jealous of the silver in my hair It took many lover's quarrels to… |