I'm far too old for these crossroads
but not too young for your best
I'm far too old for these crossroads
so let's put this town to the test
Ginger sparkles her legs with no money
For drinks that make you taste funny
Washing down pills trim shaved to the hills
Pour sweet clover wine from your honey
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but not too young to grow haste
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but you make me admire your taste
Plate glass echoes our wandering downtown
Sharing our toffee with volumes unbound
Sugar in my dreams, confetti in my cream
And steaming your plumage high-crowned
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but not too young hold me tight
I'm far too old for these crossroads
But your curves on these corners feel right
The lights turning red can't compete with your lips
Curbing down green, they can't seal your hips
Water mains seep, and soon they grow leaks
While I signal your hood release flips
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but not too young to make deals
I'm far too old for these crossroads
let's find out how this really feels
This music reminds me, your unmetered slot
Unravels a city, or a little boy's knots
You pull in this lane intention no shame
My safety belt buckles forgot
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but too young to be hurrying home
I'm far too old for these crossroads
and I can feel you gnawing my bones
Out past the fields, urban lights dimly glow
Your love parts and pants "Best go slow"
A roundabout purple, tongues we can circle
Highway signs lift your feet for the show
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but too young to travel with care
I'm far too old for these crossroads
with the Sun and the Moon in your hair
With far too few words you're finding out why
There are seven sweet ways you can die
Well tried and blue, your painted toes too
They curl when you're soft, then you fly
I'm far too old for these crossroads
but you'll come again if you're bold
