Sometimes When I Get to Thinkin'

Sometimes I recall what others have said
Love is for lovers in love and full grown
Life's for the living and death's for the dead
And the depth of a heart is a fathom unknown

Sometimes when I get to thinking about you
And all the things that we've never said
To each other, it seems such a shame to go blue
When there's so many years to lie silent and dead

I know, you know, all about life
You know, I know, nothing at all
Still why should I know daily strife
When the touch of your hand makes me glad I'm so small?

Time brings us trouble as days come and go
I know, you know I'll understand
Could you, would you suffer a woe
When in a blink of your eye I'm at your command?

Think of the years before we were a pair
Years lived apart we spent learning to farm
Sowing, growing and learning to care
For ourselves, and preparing for each other's arms

Love is a flower, blooms when we're too young
Pluck it, it's gone, tended it grows
We've been tending since the first sprout was sprung
To the most patient farmer, the best harvest goes

Sometimes I recall what others have said
Love is for lovers in love and full grown
Life's for the living and death's for the dead
And the depth of a heart is a fathom unknown