So I ask if I can stay with you tonight.
Maybe our days are numbered
Maybe I want you back
Maybe these words are empty
Maybe I don’t mind if you see someone else
You’re getting older
Oh honey, I’m getting older too
I ain’t talking about no landslides
No tightropes, no guillotines, no thin ice
This world’s got me just as scared and confused as you
But at least could stay by your side
Because I’m getting older too
I’m getting older too
But I could get old with you
- tightropes by Tim Kasher
