Older

Buildings and trees are running along the street

While I stand still, moving ground under my feet

I've waited so long, forgot who I wanted to meet

The waiting is easy, the suspense is sweet

Am I really getting older?

Or is the world just spinning faster?

I'm a wooden boat sailing the seven seas

Walking on the moon and talking to the trees

Can you wait a little longer for me?

Just a little little longer, for me?

Am I really getting older?

Or is the world just spinning faster?

I don't believe what people say,

I don't believe I'm turning grey

Can you wait a little longer for me?

Just a little little longer, for me?

Am I really getting older?

Or is the world just spinning faster?