Lyrics

When you said you want to be young I told there’s nothing wrong With just being beautiful Sit with me there’s no need to run That race is long since won Bow your head for the funeral I’m seeing things through older eyes Looking back? I haven’t the time We get better with age or we die on the vine The less we say the more we shine And I don’t mind if you take a while I’m satisfied with all I see I’ll be fine, cause you say you’ll always be a friend of mine You don’t have to say what’s in your head Ten years ago it’s already said I know your hand you don’t have to show So as we sit as passers by, I’ll smoke a clove you’ll drink your wine Raise a glass to the ones who know We’re seeing things through older eyes Looking back we haven’t the time Better with age or we die on the vine The less that we say the more we shine