Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Irene Kelley
Some hearts fade and weather
Get lost in the heather
Bruised in the passing of years
But it’s warm coffee mornings
Hold hands in the dawning
And ten thousand sweet souvenirs
And better with time
We’ve got the rest of our lives
Better with time
A love that’s forever
Will only get better with time
Some hearts will not bother
To care for each other
They scatter when matters go wrong
But we are not that kind
We’re guitars and fine wine
And every word to that old song