The End Of An Age

Lydia Cole

Compositor: Lydia Cole

The end of an age
Your voice slipped softly inside my cage
And unhinged my lock, turned a page
I start over again

The end of an age
A whole summer I spent alone and afraid
Right here take my life, turn a page
I start over again

And though all things have an end
I won't cry, I will lift up my eyes
And though, my love, you will die
So will I and then we'll be alive

The end of an age
The clock struck midnight and your love went away
I thought when you came you would stay
I start over again

And though all things have an end
I won't cry, I will lift up my eyes
And though, my love, you will die
So will I and then we'll be alive