A child, running and playing, you were seven in nineteen thirty nine,
A different world, another time, a boy with a father and mother,
Your family of brothers and sisters, you were so young, full of life.
Before we met you made your way throughout this big world,
In nineteen sixty nine I was seven, I was so young and so were you,
A life ahead of me was to be as I like you would run and play each day.
It’s kind of funny, you were thirty when I was just born, a young man,
I was just starting out, some day I would grow to be like you, this was to be,
I became a little older than you at fifty three, forty six years apart now for you and me.