It takes a young girl to make an old man smile It takes a young girl to make an old man fly Now why should it take a young girl To move this old heart of mine? It takes an old man too long to explain How a young girl can play an old old game But that's just how it is, first she's yours And then she's his And it's always, always the same It's been ten long years since I have cried It's been five, I know five, since I've even tried Now why should it take a young girl To move this old heart of mine