A thought occurred to me Lying underneath a peach tree A moment in the sun Our funny little lives are so brief Our frail little bones We're here and then we're gone ♪ Sometimes the lonely days Turn into the lonely decades Old ladies on their own The world they knew has drifted away Like little puffs of smoke We're here and then we're gone ♪ Sometimes the lonely days Turn into the lonely decades Old ladies on their own The world they knew has drifted away Like little puffs of smoke We're here and then we're gone We're here and then we're gone We're here and then we're gone We're here and then we're gone