This is one of my favorite Loudon songs, but it strikes me as terribly bittersweet. He was maybe about 25 when he wrote it, but he was already lamenting his lost youth. (Imagine how he much feel by now!) But I must admit I too lament the innocent days of 16, when happiness meant a stolen kiss in the doorway.
This is one of my favorite Loudon songs, but it strikes me as terribly bittersweet. He was maybe about 25 when he wrote it, but he was already lamenting his lost youth. (Imagine how he much feel by now!) But I must admit I too lament the innocent days of 16, when happiness meant a stolen kiss in the doorway.