Young Love Is Easy

Young love is easy Wild and hot, Getting and giving From bottom to top. All of your attention, Best manners and smiles, Flowers and perfume Sweet smelling for miles. Shirts and dresses starched, Cleaned and pressed, Hair-do’s and manicures Take care of the rest. Young love is easy As apple pie But love gets tougher As the years roll by. Once we’ve taken Those wedding vows Life quickly changes Everything somehow. No more hopping Into back seat games, Spending all your cash On your hottest flame. And no more running With the good ‘ol guys As responsibilities hit us Between the eyes. As the years grow longer Love grows too But not as easy As when love was new. Separation and sickness Knock us down – Disappointments and heart aches Round after round. The loss of loved ones Near and dear Make us weary and worn Year after year. Money gets tight And the house needs repairs, And children need attention When you’re not there. Then our bodies start to bend And slowly break So we cling to one another No matter what it takes. Because young love is easy And old love is not, But at the end of our hours It’s all we’ve got.