Текст песни Old Love - Mary Chapin Carpenter
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
takes
years
To
turn
to
gold,
love,
burnished
and
seared
On
the
high
wire,
by
rain,
wind
and
sun
With
the
hard
times
forgiven
and
done
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
seeps
in
It
isn't
cold,
love,
it's
never
brittle
or
thin
It's
the
long
kiss,
it's
the
curl
of
a
sigh
Down
a
hallway,
in
the
middle
of
the
night
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
can
see
Through
the
holes,
love,
that
live
underneath
All
our
false
cheer,
bravado
and
pride
Through
the
old
fears
we
carry
inside
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
can
say
What
it
knows,
love,
and
what
it
learned
on
the
way
In
that
one
voice,
familiar
and
strange
Only
old
love
remembers
your
name
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
holds
on
When
it's
told,
love,
that
all
hope
is
gone
Against
all
odds,
wagers
and
prayers
To
the
wall
love,
to
the
furthest
somewhere
I
want
old
love,
the
kind
that
takes
years
To
turn
to
gold,
love,
burnished
and
seared
On
the
high
wire,
by
rain,
wind
and
sun
With
the
hard
times
forgiven
and
done
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