No more tears, my heart is dry |
I don't laugh and I don't cry |
I don't think about you all the time |
But when I do, I wonder why |
You have to go out of my door |
And leave just like you did before |
I know I said that I was sure |
But rich men can't imagine poor. |
One day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |
So one day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |
Little me and little you |
Kept doing all the things they do |
They never really think it through |
Like I can never think you're true |
Here I go again - the blame |
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame |
The founding fathers of our plane |
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain. |
One day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |
One day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |
I said one day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |
I said one day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old oh baby, we'll be old |
So baby, we'll be old oh baby, we'll be old |
So baby, we'll be old so baby, we'll be old |
Baby, we'll be old baby, little bit of me |
Pretty little baby eh he, eh he, eh he, eh he he he, eh hey |
Settel baby bit little baby baaaaaaby, baaaaaaby, |
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One day baby, we'll be old |
Oh baby, we'll be old |
And think of all the stories that we could have told |