Silver Streaks

Silver Streaks she's got silver streaks in a cloud of hair up up i whirl to a sweet nowhere yeah she's my girl and we just don't care about what sprouts from her roots a grey head we shall share they make her look so wise, wiser than her years lord she's got so much in between her ears sometimes I feel like a child in her midst cause my lady's got e-x- perience my my she's the one who puts me in my place, try now she can't lose vision, style or taste my my she's the one, I want no time to waste silver lines our faces, lucky bare our fate