Songtexte Growing Old - Gabriel Moreno

Love, I am growing old, I will wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
Shall I part my hair at all and leave the war to younger troubadours
Remember when the mermaids sang
We thought they sang for you and I
But here we are unknown, with our wrinkling dugs
I am sorry love but I can't give up the fight

Love I am growing old, I will wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
I will eat fruit by the shore and watch the white hairs of the waves undone
And when the sun goes back to sleep
I will tighten up my nylon strings and say to you
Here is where the stray tales go, stay with me tonight and love
We will have our story told

Love I am growing old, I will wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
I will feed birds at dawn and drink the poison from the English Rose
Remember when the future held a seaweed wreath of brown and red
But here we are with our dreams undone
I am sorry love but I can't give up the fight

Love I can't give up the fight

Remember when the mermaids sang
I thought they sang for you and I