he was 70 years old
with a heart of gold
i sat on a chair
playing with my hair
while he told me the
story of his life
living with his mother
finding no wife....

it was ups and downs
highs and lows
in his life
but one thing was
forever kept
deep inside his mind
this secret
that he never
ever kissed
a beautiful girl
and never
ever made love
to anyone in this
world

he was just a
little bit "different"
but looking good
and acted nice
he was shy
but never stopped
dreaming about
his romantic
paradise

no girl really noticed
or maybe they were
also shy
and his mind was
the only place
filled with love and
touch

i wish he met a lady now
just to feel her
lips to lips
and fell her warmth...

innocence
from this virgin
old friend of mine
is true
a fairytale that
makes him blue
and i wonder
whats the meaning...