Girl On My Shoulder

It's a strange thing to realize that he would have made a nice one to hold When we're old and wrinkly It's a nice thing to think about How I knew he was always worth my time Though we tried but it didn't work out When I was younger I knew myself And knew what I deserved When I was younger I trusted myself To act on what I observe Now that I'm older I could use a little of that girl on my shoulder It's a joyful thing to know he found The love that he deserved He's not cursed by my uncertainty It's a wonder to see him hold a babe See the lovelight in his eyes As he cries as he used to do When I was younger I knew myself And knew what I deserved When I was younger I trusted myself To act on what I observe Now that I'm older I could use a little of that girl on my shoulder