At A Certain Age
- The tides flow in,
The tides recede---
The sun goes down
And then it rises.
I have everything I need,
Except a few surprises.
At a certain age,
Love becomes a ghost;
Love is as remote
As the China coast.
You're on your own,
And you're rather glad.
You dine alone
And it's not so bad.
At a certain age,
Dreams of love are vain.
You forget the joy,
But you forget the pain.
Then something can happen
And you wonder at fate---
At a certain age,
Is it not too late?