Verse:D#m No more tears, my heart is dryF# I don't laugh and I don't cryC#7 I don't think about you all the timeB But when I do I wonder why You have to go out of my door And leave just like you did before I know I said that I was sure But rich men can't imagine poor. Chorus:D#m F# One day baby, we'll be oldC#7 Oh baby, we'll be oldB And think of all the stories that we could have told Verse: Little me and little you Kept doing all the things they do They never really think it through Like I can never think you're true Here I go again the blame The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame The founding fathers of our plane That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain. Chorus:D#m F# One day baby, we'll be oldC#7 Oh baby, we'll be oldB And think of all the stories that we could have told
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