We started out our life in a world that grows old
We understood the rules: we're warm and then we're cold
And the things we start up we know one day will end
Our eternal stones will crumble, can you really lose a friend?
Voices become faint, faces are veiled
The arms don't hold as tight, and trembling hands will fail
The story plays on as we turn another page
But the story doesn't end, and the heart doesn't age
We can't do the things we did when we were young and bold
Our strength is one day left behind as new becomes old
The fires of our dreams become ashes in the haze
But love doesn't die, and the heart doesn't age