Old soul

He likes to watch the clouds in the sky, If he belived he could, he'd ask them to help him fly

 He watches old movies, listens to old punk rock bands, He likes reading old books and can do handstands But what he doesn't know Deep down in his old soul Is how to keep love without letting go,

 what he doesn't understand well Is, he's been through hell, But he should have asked for help a long time ago So now he takes a chance and asks a girl to dance They'll talk about their lives and all the punk rock bands And for the first time he feels like he belongs, I wonder if he knows he's now in a poem?

 So he lives life like he's under water He fell in love for the first time and now, he feels like he belongs

he likes to play with fire and smoke, He likes watching old movies, and learning all their lines, then He wonders if he's ever going to look that fine But what he doesn't know is, Deep down in his old soul Is how to keep love without letting go.