Lyric

Maybe I'll be a Zaddy

Who knows?

Does it really matter?

Not trying to turn back the hands of time

Just a little change

A little different kind of style

A Zaddy in the breeze

We all dream a little, don't we?

Whispering to the wind

Maybe by Monday

I'll change my mind

Morning light upon the glass

A stranger smiles back at me

Slowly sipping warm coffee

Time drifts like a gentle sea

Faded photos on the shelf

Where did all those young days go?

No need to blame the passing years

They simply taught me how to grow

And deep inside, the sun still shines

I still feel twenty-five

Maybe youth is not a number

Maybe it's the way you live your life

I've still got that quiet glow

Nothing to prove, nowhere to go

Not chasing youth, just finding space

A little more time, a slower pace

A Zaddy softly stepping through

Isn't that what we all do?

A little style, a little grace

A little sunshine on my face

I've still got it

At least I think I do

Maybe by Monday

I'll forget all about it too

Sipping tea with a fashion mag

Silver hair in the Rio sun

A simple white tee, tailored jeans

Maybe I could be the one

A little soft around the waist

A gentle breeze, a quiet smile

Not quite the model on the page

But I've been living in my style

I told my wife, "I'm getting there

I'm looking like a movie star"

She laughed into her cup of tea

"Keep dreaming, darling... who you are!"

She didn't say I couldn't try

She only smiled at me

And somehow in that little laugh

I liked the man she seemed to see

I've still got that quiet glow

Nothing to prove, nowhere to go

Not chasing youth, just finding space

A little more time, a slower pace

Even if the world glides by

Underneath this quiet sky

I've still got it

In my own little way

Maybe by Monday

I'll change my mind again

Strolling down a quiet street

Brand-new shoes upon my feet

Smartwatch ticking on my wrist

Counting moments I have missed

Stamina low, but spirits high

Watching little clouds go by

A little spending, a little grace

Another pair of shoes just found its place

Maybe tomorrow I'll run farther

Maybe tomorrow I'll take it slow

But every morning is another chance

To see how far I can go

I've still got that quiet glow

Nothing to prove, nowhere to go

Not chasing youth, just letting light

Shine through an ordinary life

A Zaddy softly stepping through

Isn't that what we all do?

A little style, a little grace

A little sunshine on my face

I've still got it

And I'm not finished yet

Maybe getting older

Isn't something to regret

Soft belly, thinning hair

A little silver everywhere

The jawline left some years ago

But the song goes on, quiet and slow

Tomorrow's another day

Perhaps

Perhaps

Still got that glow

Still got it

Samba in the breeze

Still got it