My heart went out to JeffreyIt bled dry in its 
returning
Through the years all I've known is the knowing
That this heart is only my own
The sound of it came crashing
But so silent to your musical ears
No, you'll never the know the difference between you 
and the rest
Until the safety of all these years
We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing
When you left that evening sober
The rain poured down on my dry feet
So long to the city lights
And hello to the country's slow breeze
As is part of the landscape
And as the palm of the hand
There are some features which claim so local
To this feeling inside my body
We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing
Time, time, time will change
All else just stays the same
With your flame and your wooden sticks
I'm a rambler to meet you half way
We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing
And if I could only see that day you were mine
I would take this chance, this blessing
And be the only thing I know to be
And if I could only see that day you were mine
I would take this chance, this blessing
And be the only thing I know to be
I know to be
We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing