When she was 45, they gave her 40 years, 40 years to die But why oh why oh why He pulled his heart away and said his last goodbye Too soon to die, we'll need more time when we're 85 The pavement felt so sweet Colored lines, overwhelming heat It was a beautiful, beautiful thing I'd give a lot, I'd burn my tongue to drink To feel something We'll need more time when we're 85 We'll need more time when we're 85 And if you disappear You'll disappear for years and years and years And all the sounds you like to hear The sounds you like to hear so clear We'll need more time when we're 85 We'll need more time when we're 85