Song Of The Violin - James Otto

The last fifty years

Have seen laughter and tears

And your hair slowly fade to gray

Your children are grown now

And it’s hard to believe

How the years have just all slipped away

But in time you’ve gained a wisdom

That seems to elude the young

And each line that now marks your face

Tells the stories of all that you’ve done

So fear not the passing of days

'Cause like the song of the violin

You only grow sweeter with age

As time’s pages turn

You lived and you learned

What truly mattered most

Is family and friends

And in the end finding peace

In the path that you chose

'Cause in time you’ve gained a wisdom

That seems to elude the young

And each line that now marks your face

Tells the stories of all that you’ve done

So fear not the passing of the days

'Cause like the song of the violin

You only grow sweeter with age

Ooh, in time you’ve gained a wisdom

That seems to elude the young

And each line that now marks your face

Tells the stories of all that you’ve done

So fear not the passing of the days

'Cause like the song of the violin

You only grow sweeter with age

'Cause like the song of the violin

You only grow sweeter with age

The last fifty years

Have seen laughter and tears

And your hair slowly fade to gray