There's a notebook on the table, you can take it to the store
So you won't forget the groceries anymore
There's a rifle in the cabinet that I used to fight a war
But to this day, I don't know what I was fighting for
I'm fighting for

Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need

There's a blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm
When I find you fast asleep at half past four
There's a record we keep turning that reminds us of our youth
But there's still nothing as beautiful as you

Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need

(As we grow colder, love provide the heat)
(Older bones are missing, hearts will never need)
Because your hand belongs in my hand
Belongs in your hand, belongs with, with me

(Blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm)
(There's a record we keep turning that I used to turn you on)

Will you show me love as we get older and I'm falling at your feet?
After thirty years of service and the wounds of it are me
Show me love as we grow colder, let our love provide the heat
That our older bones are missing, but our hearts will never need

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Cloud9, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico
Writer(s): Dennis Bierbrodt, Guido Kramer, Juergen Dohr, Jurgen Dohr, Richard David Judge, Robin Schulz, Stefan Dabruck