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