Age and Numbers

If age is just a number

Why does it matter when love is added?

Aren’t problems subtracted?

Or have you multiplied the type of boys

By the games they play?

See, my legal age doesn’t make me a man, just yet

But wait a year and I think I’ll be the same

Just another being, being the best he can be

My future lies in the truths that doesn’t come before

And more like the answers after

So let me ask you,

Do you want your daughter to be happy?

Yes, well, so do I

And I don’t say I do till I know it’s true

But your views of me will stay the same

I can’t complain

I understand,

I’m just another boy trying to be a man in your books

And all I’m trying to do is get in between those sheets, right?

No, that’s not me

I like to read between the lines

Because sometimes that’s where you’ll find the truth

The other youth who thought he could heal her

So he appealed her to love him

And she did

Not knowing that he hid a temptation

All he wanted was elation

And now that’s what’s holding me in square one

Because the cycles seem the same

And I’m the “psycho” stuck in the “game”

Guess I need a new objective

Because age is nothing but my youth growing up

So if you’re giving up on the chances

I hope they dance to salsa and let me lead

I don’t want to get stuck in the music hearts play

But in the happiness that comes after

So I’ll stay after the song is over

Even if you don’t care how old I am

I just want to be man enough to go against the world

I want to be boy enough to learn from my mistakes

I just want to be old enough to ask for your hand

Without promising a future,

Only because we need the present to gift our love

So we can package it, send it to our tomorrow

And see if it still feels like today