Your Best Advice

You’re dating younger girls now,
they make you feel like a man.
I wouldn’t recognize you,
past the shape of your hands;
that grip the neck of your guitar,
and help you sing out how hopeless you are.
Way back in New York City.
I fell in love too soon,
and it turned me regretful as it can do.
Then it came through,
and it gave more than truth.
Maybe you were saving me some,
and I was saving you too.
Or it’s just something nice that came along.
On our way home, late.
The streets are all sun swept.
Light seems to rise,
and illuminate the houses.
What’s behind your eyes?
What’s behind the door?
What are we doing this for?
We’re talking to an old friend.
Three points in the kitchen.
He’s saying go for younger women,
and he leaves and we forget him.
Maybe you were saving me some,
and I was saving you too.
Or it’s just something nice that came along.