The Reckoning Song

No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
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

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

No one, day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

No one, day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things we do
They never really thought it through
Like I can never think you're true

Here we go again the blame
The guilt, the hurt, the pain, the shame
The founding fathers of our reams
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

No one, day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

No one, day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told



Credits
Writer(s): Hadas Kleinman, Asaf Avidan, Ran Nir, Roi Peled, Ori Winokur, Yoni Sheleg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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