Armand Popa - When I'm Forty Lyrics

There's a little house by the lake, up in the hills
Where we'd talk about forever and paying off bills
I built the dream, brick by brick
But now it's just me, and it's making me sick
And when I'm forty, I'll pull up alone
To the place we swore would be our little home
But it's quiet now, I feel the breeze
No you, no us, just dead memories
Taught myself to write these indie songs
'Cause it's the kind of music I know you would sing along
But I should've written this way back
When we were fine
Maybe I'd still have you, instead of this stupid rhyme
And when I'm forty, I'll pull up alone
To the place we swore would be our little home
But it's quiet now, I feel the breeze
No you, no us, just dead memories
Every reel in my mind is you by the fire
Sweatshirts and laughs, the life we desired
But you're gone, and I'm stuck on this track
Trying to outrun a past that don't love me back