One day baby we´ll be old
Oh baby, we´ll be old
Think of all the stories that we could´ve told
[x2]

No more tears, my heart is dry
I don´t laugh and I don´t cry
Don´t think about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why

Had to go out of my door
Leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich man can´t imagine poor

One day baby we´ll be old
Oh baby, we´ll be old
Think of all the stories that we could´ve told
[x8]

Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things we do
They´d never really think it through
Like I can never think it true

Here I go again the flame
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
Think of all the stories that we could´ve told
[x4]