When I Was a Love Song

when I was young I was a love song my smile was merry my heart, a ripe cherry my soul was a lyric eyes filled with wonder and magic when I was a young bloom I swept like a new broom I danced like a free sprite I ran like a young spirit I was never a passenger I lived music like an orchestra when I was a love song my words were so strong my message never wrong my heart's embrace ever long my love song was sung my love story was strung Now that I’m old my dreams are on hold I am a scratched record Now that my song’s been sold my heart is a hardened thorn and all who love to hear me, get torn