Getting Old Songtext / Lyric

When we were younger

Time was under careful lock and key

Now it's open

Tipped and pourin' out all over me



Oh, what a shame that our days, you explained

I thought you had meant they were long

Not 'till the night when I turned 25

I saw that I had it all wrong



I was gettin' tired

Of lettin' all my hours pass

Hopin' someday soon or somewhere

Everything would last



Oh, what a shame when I look at your frame

I know someday it will be dust

Not that the thought is that close 'cause it's not

But I guess it's just creepin' up






Oh and it's not that bad

It's all this time we've had

Things that could be became mystery

We'll never know instead



Oh, we're not too far gone

It hasn't been that long

Oh and our empty teacup is getting filled up

So we'll never have to dread getting old



Oh but it's not that bad

It's all this time we've had

The things that could be became mystery

We'll never know instead



Oh, we're not too far gone

It hasn't been that long

Oh and our teacup is getting filled up

So we'll never have to dread getting old

Getting old, getting old, getting old