I'm too old to get divorced Better stay the course 'Cause before long, I'll be waking up tired every day I'm too old to make new friends Better make amends Time to empty out the junk drawer For those kinder words I used to say And so I make my case on scented stationary Sad and sweet, like a canary with a cold Did I break my promise? I've just been so nervous Think I lost a hair for every lie I told But I'd hate to think that this might be The last thing that I say to you I still could run away with you If you'll meet me in a dream And I'm so silly since I met you, honey I sing myself asleep You have made an old man happy, Josephine And I remember Central Park You were waiting for the carousel to start Sidesaddle, so you wouldn't tear your homemade skirt You had a ponytail and a pink t-shirt And I remember visiting The dorm on 57th Street And the other girls on the frisbee team Who thought I was your dad And it's safe to say that this might be The hardest thing I'll ever do Perhaps someday I'll send for you Assuming I'm alive All those silly things we told each other We meant them at the time Now we mean them more than ever But I'd hate to think that this might be The last thing that I say to you I still could run away with you If you'll meet me in a dream And I'm so silly since I met you, honey I sing myself asleep You have made an old man happy, Josephine