Island
 
words and music - Tony Provencher - 1974
Vocal, Piano, and Acoustic and Electric Guitars - Tony Provencher
Album: Dreams and Realities

Lyrics
In the springtime of my springtime
A million daisies bloomed and I had time
To marvel at the joy of every one.
I caught a little flutterby
And sang a song to her and let her fly,
Unafraid to follow time alone.
Oh, mama, I'm so afraid of growing old.

We soared the sky on silver wings,
And each day brought a special song to sing,
And we were children bravely flying high.
Remember when your puppy died
I held your trembling hand and dried your eyes,
And we were children unafraid to cry.
Oh, mama, I'm so afraid of growing old.

Each day was filled with tears and smiles.
We had no fears; we had no idle whiles
And I was not afraid to face the cold.
Oh, mama, I'm so afraid of growing old.

But now I see my belly sag
And my mind is slow; my eyes have bags;
And I am so afraid; I feel so cold.
Oh, mama, I'm so afraid of growing old.

Long have I stood in the mist alone
Between the dancing ocean and the sun,
The waters shyly tickling at my side.
Friends have come and gone at every tide
Like waves, stealing in and out unknown,
Or thrashing and crashing, shaking my very soul,
Always bringing wonders from the sea
And leaving with a little part of me.

Long have I stood in the mist alone
Bearing many treasures yet unfound.
Oh won't you come discover all I am;
Take this treasure hid beneath the sand.
Dig this treasure hid beneath the sand.
Take this treasure hid beneath the sand.
Dig this treasure hid beneath the sand.

Dig me
Free me
I want to live
I want to share
Dig me
Oh lord, I'm so afraid
Free me
You know I'm so afraid
Dig me
Oh, Mama, I'm so afraid...

In the springtime of my springtime
A million daisies bloomed and I had time...

Oh, mama, I'm so afraid of growing old...

Alone.

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