Growing, something we all do And I would just love to, grow old with you Fighting, something we all do And I would just love to, make up with you All of the moments that no one else sees These are the things that link you to me We could live longer and sail the seas If you could just only, grow old with me Senses, are things that we all know And I'll always follow, the sixth one to you Caring, something that I know You're flying so low, it's all I can do All of the moments that no one else sees These are the things that link you to me We could live longer and sail the seas If you could just only, grow old with me Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Grow old with me (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Grow old with me (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Grow old with me