skin song

i'm a little older now, there's scars and there are frowns, there's memories in the dust, the skin that i live in is cool and paper thin, it's got a swan song to sing, i've blushed and i have bruised, felt the passing of youth, i've bled and i have healed, held babes in my arms, counted lovers counted scars, the prayers when i had you, cause i have my time, it dances in the skin when i smile, and for the years that pass me by, my body's an old good friend of mine, and when the nerves are warmed, in tiny hairs and rows, in cells that call my name, i feel those echoes out, and you are in the scars under my shirt again, cause i have my time, it dances in the skin when i smile, and for the years that pass me by, my body's an old good friend of mine, my body's an old good friend of mine