How old am I?
Old as the ocean newborn in rivers
And springs, old as the dew, and the drop of rain
That tickles the nose or makes one blink
I'm old as the song that touches the heart
And old as the giggle of a peek-a-boo child
I'm old as the words that look at the stars
And old as the wonder in young lovers' eyes
I'm old as a hand that reaches to clutch
Another hand grasping the edge of a cliff
I'm old, so old, each moment I'm new
I'm the soul searching and residing in you