I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I lea

I wish you bluebirds in the spring
To give your heart a song to sing
And then a kiss but more than this
I wish you love
And in July a lemonade to cool you in some leafy glade
I wish you health and more than wealth
I wish you love
My breaking heart and I agree
That