This House Has Room for Everyone - Age (feat. Jackie Evans) Lyrics

I rather spend my time with you
Inside this chilly home
I rather spend my time with you alone
I rather spend my time with you
And watch our flowers grow
And once they're gone we'll sit and watch the snow

Let's stop counting

Age
It's just a number but it still holds some weight
And I'll love each line it cuts into your pretty face
I'll hold you tight until one of us doesn't wake
Until it takes the last good thing about this place
Someone told me hold love closely
Until the day you die
So I'm hoping you go slowly
Seconds before I

I rather spend my time with you
Than pay off all our debt
We'll spend each dime and nickel we get
I rather spend my time with you
We'll grow old, big, and fat
As long as you know I'm ok with that

Let's stop counting

Age
It's just a number but it still holds some weight
And I'll love each line it cuts into your pretty face
I'll hold you tight until one of us doesn't wake
Until it takes the last good thing about this place
Someone told me hold love closely
Until the day you die
So I'm hoping you go slowly
Seconds before I

Age
Just a number but it still holds some weight
I'll love each line it cuts into your pretty face
Hold me tight until one of us doesn't wake
Until it takes the last good thing about this place

Age
It's just a number but it still holds some weight
And I'll love each line it cuts into your pretty face
I'll hold you tight until one of us doesn't wake
Until it takes the last good thing about this place

Someone told me hold love closely
Until the day you die
So I'm hoping you go slowly
Seconds before I