Song | Living Grows On You |
Artist | Hayden |
Album | Place Where We Lived |
I was like you at your age, | |
Ready to die at any time. | |
It's paradoxical, | |
But livings grows on you don't you know. | |
You begin to subtract, | |
I've got twenty years left, | |
Fifteen, ten, | |
When you realize this for the last time. | |
This is my last trip afar. | |
I'm buying my last car |