Grow old with me
I know I play the same four chords
But I never wrote this song before
Last valentines when you weren´t mine
I was laying on the couch getting
Fucking high.
But tonight I got you, and you got me,
We´re the perfect kind of crazy,
The kind of love that never ages, so...
Grow old with me,
grow old wit me.
If young hearts can dream,
grow old with me.
My yesterday´s have lived and lost
My past has paid a heavy cost
And I´m never one the jump gun
But you´re the first and last I want to love.
So, tonight I got you, and you got me,
We´re the perfect kind of crazy,
The kind of love that never ages, so...
Grow old with me,
grow old wit me.
If young hearts can dream,
grow old with me.
Oh, oh, oh...
