No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
Don't think think about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why
You had to go right out 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
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
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
You had to go right out 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
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
One day
We'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told