Lyrics Bent - Joey Pecoraro

You wear your heart on your sleeve these days
You know then
Yes, I know
Don't sit there looking at me like that
What do you want, Emma? What would make you happy?
Oh, I can't explain
I understand, I am old, and you're young and beautiful
This is your first love
You are my last

I can't explain
I understand, I am old, and you're young and beautiful
This is your first love
You are my last