Good morning, darling, we woke up much too late This job won't take me far and it don't make me feel afraid Cause soon I'll make us money by playin' these old songs I wrote for you I love it when you're listening, you always sing along And how you hold my hand, almost like you're reading my palm So won't you come on over and tell me what my future holds? Oh, I hope it's you, where every little path I'm takin' leads Every back and forth and in between I hope it's you who's lovin' me I'm not sure what it looks like when we both turn thirty-four But I know this growin' older doesn't scare me anymore Hey, I bet our sounds sound sweeter with a little silver peeking through our hair So if you wanna talk or if you just wanna be heard I'll climb up all your thoughts and hang on every single word Not sure there's just one for everybody But I'm certain there's only one I want