When we get old and we're no longer gold
Will you still look at me like I'm precious and bold?
Because when I'm alone, thoughts like seeds, they sow
Into my mind as the worries, they flow
I don't want to end up all alone
I want a place to call home
Like an analog voice on the phone
Telling me, "I'll see you soon"
I feel like trees in autumn
Promise that I won't be forgotten
I'm falling apart, just don't let me fall too far
I know just how your feeling
The future surely is fleeting
But don't lie there bleeding
Your old friends are waiting for you
Even though I'm full grown
I still sink like a stone
Getting wiser with age won't just happen on its own
When it's warm, I feel cold
It just goes to show
That my shattered mind can still chill to the bone
Still, I don't want to end up all alone
I just want a place to call home
Like your refreshing voice on the phone
Telling me, "this soon will pass"
I feel like trees in autumn
Promise that I won't be forgotten
I'm falling apart, just don't let me fall too far
I know just how your feeling
The future surely is fleeting
But don't lie there bleeding
Your old friends are waiting for you