I dream we're on a train, I only know your face
For all the pictures on my wall
We speak like old friends do, there's much to say to you
Too soon, you'll stand, you'll turn, you're gone
And we grow older while you remain
And we grow lines upon our face but you stay the same
At times I'm overwhelmed by times I never held
But this is not my loss to grieve
How to justify an ache I can't deny
When these are not my wounds to heal
And we grow older while you remain
And we grow lines upon our face but you stay the same
And all the children you thought you'd hold
Well they lie down beside your grave 'cause it's growing cold
But they won't find you here
They'll find you in the winter sun that falls upon their skin
So we grow old and you remain
And we grow lines upon our face but you stay the same
And all the children you thought you'd hold
Well they lie down beside your grave 'cause it's growing cold
Yeah they lie down beside your grave 'cause it's growing cold