Even
Poets Grow Old
Written By Billy Chernoff & Dean Phillips
© 2004 Irvine Creek Music SOCAN Billy W. Chernoff Music SOCAN
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It's Gonna Take A Month Of Sundays
Before I'm Back In Town
And Just Like That Month Of Sundays
How Many Ladies Would Wait That Long
Don't Have Time For Coffee
Just Too Busy Got To Go
And IÕm Late For A Meeting
I'm A Member Of The Board
Time Is Haunting Me
Time Is Haunting Me
IÕm Working Way Too Hard
Learning Far Too Slow
ThereÕs More To This Life
Then We Can Ever Know
And Even Poets Grow Old
Even Poets Grow Old
Turn Around
You Know I Love You Baby
A Million Times Around The World
And If That's Not Still Too Many
Then Let Me Add A Million More
Yesterday Found
Me Crying
Thinking I Should Be Home
With My Picture Perfect Family
Wedding Bands Made Of Gold
Chorus
Time Is Haunting Me
Time Is Haunting Me
IÕm Working Way Too Hard
Learning Far Too Slow
ThereÕs More To This Life
Then We Can Ever Know
And Even Poets Grow Old
Even Poets Grow Old
Working Way Too Hard
Learning Far Too Slow
That ThereÕs More To This Life
Then We Can Ever Know
And Even Poets Grow Old
Even Poets Grow Old