This might seem strange 

Since so much time has passed 

And since only one of us 

Still looks the same 

Ur words not mine, baby 

Ur still fine yes you r 

Like wine, you get better with time 

So young and so naive 

That eye never once believed 

That the memory of you would go thru 

Like wind goes thru the trees 



Maybe if you believe baby 

That eye would no deceive you 

U and eye side by side or somewhere 

In between 



Eye don't know if this is a bore 

But eye just can no longer ignore 

This fact so sublime 

U get better with time 



Anyone who's met you agrees 

That no one 4gets you most of all not me 

U can claim u're humble and hide 

But when it's true my dear 

It's not pride 



A jury of my peers would find me 

Guilty of so many crimes 

If eye chose not 2 remind you 

That you get better with time 



This might seem absurd 

2 someone so cultured 

And 2 one who would grace any stage 



When the hair that frames that face 

Dark brown or silvery lace 

What is age but a cage? never mind 

U'll b blind 2 not know that you get better with time