song of the violin

the last fifty years, have seen laughter and tears, and your hair slowly fade to gray, your children are grown now, and it's hard to believe, how the years have just all slipped away, but in time you've gained a wisdom, that seems to elude the young, and each line that now marks your face, tells the stories of all that you've done, so fear not the passing of days, 'cause like the song of the violin, you only grow sweeter with age, as time's pages turn, you lived and you learned, what truly mattered most, is family and friends, and in the end finding peace, in the path that you chose, 'cause in time you've gained a wisdom, that seems to elude the young, and each line that now marks your face, tells the stories of all that you've done, so fear not the passing of the days, 'cause like the song of the violin, you only grow sweeter with age, ooh, in time you've gained a wisdom, that seems to elude the young, and each line that now marks your face, tells the stories of all that you've done, so fear not the passing of the days, 'cause like the song of the violin, you only grow sweeter with age, 'cause like the song of the violin, you only grow sweeter with age, the last fifty years, have seen laughter and tears, and your hair slowly fade to gray