All This Childish Love

words and music by Howard Ashby Kranz

C Am F

1. The clock on the wall says it’s mighty dark,

C Am F

But your skin is so soft in the candleflame’s spark,

C Am F

And I should stay sober, but it’s such good wine,

Dm G

And time is money, but you can’t buy time.

C Am F

And the time has come now to follow through,

C G

But it makes me weak just to look at you,

F G C Am

And I should go home now; I think you want me to;

F C

But what would I do with all this childish love?

C Am F

2. My broken tooth tells me that I won’t last,

C Am F

And the time goes so slowly, but it ends so fast.

C Am F

And you look at your fingers, and you look at that clock,

Dm G

And I could use some air, and I should take a walk.

C Am F

And your Midas touch, and your gypsy lore,

C Am F

And your pirate’s eye, and your stories of shore:

F G C Am

I could put them on the table, and walk out the door,

F C

But what would I do with all this childish love?