The old ones,
Darling we’re the old ones,
And old ones shouldn’t be afraid.
To live, love
while the gas is till on
For we may not  be the old ones very long.

Tomorrow,
Who gives a toss about tomorrow,
Cause tomorrow often never comes.
Love, me,
There’s a time to be bold
And the best time is be it when we’re old.

Often in a lifetime
Comes a love like this.
I need you and you need me.
Where’s my glasses, I can’t see

 

Old dreams
Should be dreamed together,
Old  hearts shouldn’t be afraid.
And some day when the pension is gone
Then we’ll move back to the young ones of our own.

Often every lifetime
Comes a love like this.
I need you and you need me.
Where’s my glasses, I can’t see

Old dreams
Should be dreamed together,
Old  hearts shouldn’t be afraid.
And some day when the money is gone
Then we’ll move in with the young ones of our own

With acknowledgement to Cliff Richards