You know what they say about getting older

It's only a doorway away

You know what they say about getting older

You know what they say about getting colder In the middle of the day

You can live in the corner of my room

And I will live somewhere between the ceiling and the wall

And if I need anything at all

I'll call out to you

That's what I'll do

Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again

Oh here we go again

I'll sit out on the front sofa while your hands they talk to me

All of this dragging around it's not as fun as it used to be

Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again

All that I wanted all that I needed

All that I wanted all that I needed

Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again
Oh here we go again

Oh here we go again