When we were younger time was under careful lock and key

Now it's open, tipped and pourin' out all over me

Oh! what a shame, that our days, you explained

I thought you had meant they were long

Not 'till the night when I turned 25, I saw that I had it all wrong



I was gettin' tired of lettin' all my hours pass

Hopin' someday soon or somewhere everything would last

Oh, what a shame when I look at your frame

I know someday it will be dust



Not that the thought is that close

'Cause it's not but I guess it's just creepin' up



Oh and it's not that bad, it's all this time we've had

Things that could be, became mystery, we'll never know instead

Oh, we're not too far gone, it hasn't been that long

Oh and our empty tea cup, is getting filled up

So we'll never have to dread getting old



Oh oh ohh, oh but it's not that bad, it's all this time we've had

The things that could be, became mystery, we'll never know instead

Oh, we're not too far gone, it hasn't been that long

Oh and our tea cup, is getting filled up

So we'll never have to dread getting old

Getting old, getting old, getting old