Here's another installment for our "Musical Mondays" series at terra incognita. It's a song I wrote for my wife a while ago. Incidentally, I've found out that some browsers haven't been properly loading the audio for these posts, and some vistors have had to leave Musical Mondays unseranaded. My apologies. If the audio player doesn't appear below, and the lyrics have sufficiently piqued your interest that you still want to hear the song, you can download it here: Old with you.
Old With You
Old With You
Let me grow old with you
I could tell you all the things I know
I didn't have to
You may already know them
That only goes to show that
I got here just in time
To grow old with you
Let me stay young with you
We could laugh at all the things we know
We're not supposed to
Or stop and smell the flowers
Or talk in bed for hours
While we wait around
To stay young with you
Let me grow old with you
I could tell you all the things I know
I didn't have to
You may already know them
That only goes to show that
I got here just in time
To grow old with you
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