Get Old With Me

Get old with me

And I'll try not to be

All I would be if I wasn't with you

But I'll soon put things right if I do

Get old with me

Not immediately

'Cos there's so many mountains to climb

We can only climb one at a time

Sometimes we argue, dig over old ground

But you give me that look that says 'don't make a sound'

And I'll pick and unravel all the words that you say

But I don't like the quiet when you go away

Get old with me

And I won't let you see

If your face carries creases and lines

Though you'll probably see some in mine

No, you won't even notice the time

Passing by if you share yours with mine

You won't even notice that

You're growing older with me!

A Striding Edge song written by John K Hall p + c 2007