Rod McKuen - The Ivy That Clings To The Wall lyrics

Here on the far side of time We're near the end of the line Our days have grown withered and small Like the ivy that clings to the wall. Off on the long road to home We're meant to go it alone Still, there are times we recall The ivy that clings to the wall. We early ran from the safety of school yards In search of a better, more beautiful world One day we turned in the road To find our new worlds were all in our mind. Some other season, perhaps Pretty girls sat on our laps But seasons can change after all Like the ivy that clings to the wall.