As I grow older
As I grow older by the day
I wonder whatís coming my way
Will this world be warm or cold
Will I be shy or will I be bold

Isnít it funny how life can tear at our hearts
Seems like it ended before it began to start
But the trees only slumber in the fall
And in the spring they continue to grow tall


The cold rain beats down on me
Looking for the sunshine that I canít see
Tomorrow maybe Iíll smile in the sun
But today Iím just sad and lonesome

As I grow older by the day
I wonder whatís coming my way
Will this world be warm or cold
Will I be shy or will I be bold

Thinking back on all those childhood memories
And how life used to be oh so very easy
But when we grow older we seldom know
The direction in which we really want to go


Tell me old man here on this bench
Is it that your life has come and went
Or is it that the time has finally died
When it was human for your heart to cry

As I grow older by the day
I wonder whatís coming my way
Will this world be warm or cold
Will I be shy or will I be bold

rhw 8-12-72