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I wrote you a letter but you never replied And something was loosed inside of my mind You can take a chance and call it independence But you’ll be gone before your time Sunshine don’t take on the same meaning it used to We’re so blasé with each passing day Even the sparrows are more grateful Than we are; flying on by the way We’re growing up but we don't show it Going fast, but afraid to know it As though a fragile adventure or two Could beat out all the blues My, baby, but you're older now And my, you are a soldier now It seems that nobody's looking for love Because it's old now And you're older now And now we're old I sold all my genius at the county fair To some pretty children who were standing there I used to be like them once, but now I know There’s nobody left to care Girls and boys trade places Electric nights and blurry faces We’re done with personality It’s easier to fight than to wear Your heart on your sleeve My, baby, but you're older now And my, you are a soldier now It seems that nobody's looking for love Because it's old now And you're older now And now we're old Learning about strange men from long ago To put our knowledge to the test They forgot to mention that there's a life to live Though those strange men are in their final rest I forgot how to use my heart oh, so long ago I don't know who I am at best I planned through and through to learn it with you I said you'd drop your guns, by-and-by, and forget But my, baby, you're older now And my, you are a soldier now It seems that nobody's looking for love Because it's old now And you're older now And now we're old It seems that nobody's looking for love Because it's old now And you're older now And now we're old
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