Testo di The Girls I've Never Kissed

The old wolf sniffs the summer breeze And dreams about his youth For the sight of skirts above the knees Turn his hardboiled brain to tears And the scent of honey in the trees Whets an old sweet tooth The pretty girls go strolling by I smile at them, and heave a sigh And think of all the things I've missed And all the pretty girls I've never kissed They smile from fields of daffodils They wave from high and windy hills In secret places by the sea The girls I've never kissed still wait for me All the girls whose names I can't recall Their faces haunt me still All the pretty girls I've never kissed and never will The girls of spring, the girls of fall The girls of summer most of all If only time did not exist If only I could catch that boat I always missed I'd go back and kiss all the pretty girls I've never kissed